| This is to motivate myself
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| Get up and go someplace else (every day, every minute)
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| And never get accustomed… to anything
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| I need to push myself a bit harder and toughen up
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| Pep talks in the mirror of my mind
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| As I try not to limit myself, I was told it’s hard enough
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| Other people do that for you, one thing you learn over time
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| Papa dropped jewels on the baby boy
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| Don’t play it too cool kid, there’s no excuse for not trying
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| And school was hard on him and made a point
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| I was not going to be one of those who gave up without fighting
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| And now I flick through my phone photos
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| Of my little family, never am I alone
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| Feel like the strongest man alive, brothers on my left and right
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| Nothing really matters but us being at our best tonight
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| Can’t help but crack a smile, we do ok
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| 'Cause if it’s way worse, outran the rainy days
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| Until they’re catching up, thank you for every minute
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| We shared as one together, nobody else’s business
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| (Every day, every minute)
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| This is to motivate myself (every day)
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| Get up and go someplace else (every day, every minute)
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| And never get accustomed… to anything
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| Any minute now the cab come picking me up
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| So wish me luck, give me a kiss and a hug
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| That’s my fuel, the motivation I depend on
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| And every single second
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| Headphones on, is it morning or still night
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| Don’t know; |
| I close my eyes, dream of old times
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| All my old heroes and past role models
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| Young boys with a lot of local idols
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| Carefree, naive kids with no fear
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| But without all of that I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t be here
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| Traveling the world, touching ground on new turf
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| Time to go, gear up and get yo stuff
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| Cause any minute now, Perry come picking us up
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| Wishing us good luck and we all hug
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| Embee goes on and when the intro plays
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| Get that adrenaline to circulate
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| Get that adrenaline to circulate
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| (Every day, every minute)
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| This is to motivate myself (every day, every minute)
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| Get up and go someplace else (every day, every minute)
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| And never get accustomed… to anything
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| Eyelids heavy like my conscience
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| 4 o’clock in the morning, sleep walk out the apartment
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| I’m 'bout to catch a flight to the island
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| The thought alone of Cuba got me smiling
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| Touchdown in the paradise
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| Paradise, pair of eyes looking at me very nice
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| Maybe you and I could share a slice
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| Vegan lime tropical cherry pie
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| I don’t want to leave, Cubanos don’t wanna stay
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| Feel like they stuck in this special period
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| And to me, the place is just special, period
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| It’s where they buy soda from a tank in the streets
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| The Guarapo, the cane sugar drink
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| Not for diabetics, Cubanitas too sweet
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| I guess when life’s fitter, you can buy what you need
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| And this total control of the TV and the press
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| Of people too intelligent to not know that they oppressed
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| They stay strong, though everything’s a mess
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| It taught me motivation, nothing less
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| (Every day, every minute)
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| This is to motivate myself (every day, every minute)
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| Get up and go someplace else (every day, every minute)
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| Never get accustomed… to anything
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| Brother you give me motivation
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| It’s running through my arteries
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| Motivation
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| You’ll always be a part of me
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| Sister you give me motivation
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| It’s running through my arteries
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| Motivation
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| You’ll always be a part of me
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| Brother you give me motivation
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| Motivation
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| You’ll always be a part of me
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| Sister you give me motivation
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| Motivation |