I'm still cruisin, my brain is sore
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Time is willing, It's out the door
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There's no correction, no female sport
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It's locking up inside my mind 'cause
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Nothing's clear anymore
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There's no corruption, no train of thought
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Not even willing until I'm caught
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It's like a judge and jury being bought
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By someone on the opposite side but
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Nothing's clear anymore
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Take a look inside Before you swallow your pride
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Take a look inside
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Take a good look inside
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Stop and think about what you do
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Try to understand
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Nothings Clear
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| Bodyjar |
