| Yeah, I saw the sign in the window, for the job
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| Yeah I got a high school education, but that’s all
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| Skills? | 
| You wanna know if I got some skills?
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| Yeah I got some skills
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| This goes out to all my friends
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| What you gonna be when you grown up?
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| I’m all grown up and still don’t know what
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| I mop throw-up, I rock a tow-truck
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| Long as it means that I can get old and post up
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| I used to be a typical winner
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| Living off the gratuity from delivering your dinner
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| Cause as a kid, I didn’t consider
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| That I would get the opportunity to be a full-time spitter
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| I love this occupation
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| I got bosses across the nation
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| Validation is an understatement
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| And I don’t really know how to take a vacation
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| My kind don’t have any free time
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| I’m so distracted, but everything’s fine
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| I speak shine and I read signs
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| Appreciate your opinion but this dream’s mine
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| It’s all love, we’re cool
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| But you don’t tell a cowboy what to do
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| I was the ugly kid that didn’t listen
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| Little big man full of ambition
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| Based on imagination, just like you
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| Daydreaming, thinking bout the things I might do
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| I used to paint, draw and illustrate
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| Mom would facilitate and it would feel okay
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| Seems like yesterday still plays a part
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| When I grow up, I wanted a job making art
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| Picture that, how many years old?
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| Young enough to mix up love with career goals
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| But I was just this tall when they told me
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| That the world was mine, but the papers weren’t signed
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| There’s no deed, so proceed to go seed
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| Up the whole piece like it owes me groceries
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| Don’t breathe until you formally know me
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| Won’t leave? | 
| Better call authorities
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| It’s all love, we’re cool
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| But you don’t tell an astronaut what to do
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| The turntables stole my heart
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| Burnt the paintbrush, broke it apart
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| I miss it, I might revisit
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| But I wasn’t that good, I admit it, maybe you can’t tell
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| But as a kid, I wanted to be Melle Mel
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| And later as a teenager I wanted to be LL
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| Then I discovered weed and I wanted to be Del
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| But thank God eventually I found myself
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| It’s funny when I bump into fools
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| I used to go to school with, and they ask what I’m doing
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| Half of the time I want to crack a lie
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| But fuck it, I’m still a wannabe rapper guy
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| Hahaha, yeah I guess that it seems that way
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| I get to see the world, and it’s decent pay
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| As long as somebody want to see us play
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| I wake up every morning and I seize the day
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| It’s all love, we’re cool
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| But you don’t tell the president what to do
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| It’s like that y’all, it’s like this y’all
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| I don’t get to call in sick y’all |