| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day
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| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day
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| Peace peace love be exactly where I’m at
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| Lean back let the track blow race of the rats
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| What it be bob marley said word to the dread
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| What it’s all about high speed on the wrong route
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| Life on the daily party with the homies
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| Is shots and the weed best way to feed lonely
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| Nights in the heaven days living hell
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| Mama said keep faith no bail in jail
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| With my orange jump suit and my tough guy step
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| Told my celly I’m from dena start asking bout sets
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| You a block crip Denver lane nah I don’t bang dude
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| Always been a b-boy stayed away from gang feuds
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| And now I’m writing in the clouds
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| Far away from home so alone in the crowds
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| Rocking to the bass lines live without caution
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| Remind me of them dance days back in mark’s Datsun
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| Cars beat but the car got bang
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| Big homies on the scene said do your thang
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| So I’m still on my cool Californian edition
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| Where the cops kill kids and the daddy’s gone missing
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| And everywhere I go be exactly where I’m at
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| So no matter I go I’ma still feel that like this
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| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day
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| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day
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| Can you imagine what this feel like reading with my son
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| Far away from the ghetto and the guns
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| The sun shine through the field
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| Gotta yield feel so divine
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| But the most beautiful be the mind
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| So what a crime what a loss
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| How the school make workers
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| Story be the new tear jerkers
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| How to find purpose with the so called pimps and the police pushing
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| Gotta find a way keep booking
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| Nah not looking for the heaven search for the dollar
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| One day soda next day odwalla
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| Who we gonna follow people lost hope
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| And everyone a prophet every time they post
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| High dose high times mind natural in the heavens
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| Bodies in this hell till you master god lessons
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| God essence see the verse seem scattered
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| At night with the starts screaming money don’t matter
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| And it seems dreams ain’t so far the dark meet night
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| We gotta find a new way right
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| Eyesight on my son bike wheeling through the park
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| Reminiscing on my pop in his buick skylark
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| Like this listening to the music like this
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| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day
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| Observe yourself to see if its them or you
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| Enjoy yourself like that one day |