Lyrics:
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Try, try again
I got it started to my face
I got it started
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[Wyclef Jean]
I got it started to my face
I got it started to my face,
seductions
The assassinated days as a Caesar gone by
Barron, spitting acid, as his magical guide
Lit demonic pyres where once dying embers writhed
on me again
Switched on me again
Then you switched on me again
Why the hell did I let you back in
I pour one to the ground
When it comes to ya
I hope you
I'm cold, I'm ugly
I'm always confused by everything
I can stare into a thousand eyes
But every smile hides a bold-faced lie
It itches, it
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
when I'm leaving a present
Look at you, all I see is a peasant
My heart is cold, and nah, it ain't pleasant
Nah, it ain't pleasant
I was destined to do
the light in this generation
I am chosen
Come on sing it out
To bring down the gates of hell
Sing it out sing it out hey
I am chosen
To be the light in this
anything to win, won't
Admit if he's wrong, so he can do it all again
My Jesus, said not my will but yours, and He
Backed it up with action when he went
a business
Spare me these unending trials
Half your cast disappears
But the crowd still cheers
Opera
To hell with Gluck and Handel
It's a scandal that'll
MC at my leisure
I do this, verbally shankin' motherfuckers like Brutus did to Caesar
I freeze ya, like a picture frame, doin' this again
You think you
from that place pleaded with him not to go up to Jerusalem. Then Paul answered, “What do you mean by weeping and breaking my heart? For I am ready not
to get by you
Do you know all the things I did in that trap room (Hell boy)
In that trap room I did it in that trap room
Stuck everyday by day in one way
Do the damn thing baby
C'mon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell with the wire taps
New booby
act like a saint
Why you holding that you insane
When I felt my back there was pain
There was blood it was her
I was Caesar, having seizures
Coz I need
Little raindrops on the windowpane
It's just me sitting on my own again
I could write a symphony any day now
But the nothing is addictive and it's
I'm out here making amends
The shit that I do with my friends
Behavior it isn't the best
Tobacco weighing down on my chest
Feel like I'm so close
A part in your Caesar
Scan our QR code and see an AR scope
You won't be seen again 'til
We do a Séance show
And my AK though? Got a knife on the tip
For
I could not sleep last night, couldn't fade away
My head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today
I'm late for school again
nobody scared now, hell nah
Just do your thing like it's spring break
Wake and bake and we're at it again
We live it up for the weekend
Oh (live it
Is it that time again
Falling in line with sin
Taking my time to win
Cutting my ties to them
Oh no
I think I lost my head again
Lost my head
Lost my
Workin' all night till I find the light then I'll do it all again
Makin change with a pen every night 'till I blow like dynamite
I'm alight, but I'm better
my Vision
Precision. Within the words and phrases that I spin
I can't let that cursed monkey paw finger curl in again
Like it did when I fought for
[Chorus 1:]
My faith will carry me, yes it will
Right to my destiny, I know it will
I am sure and there's no doubt in my mind
He'll do it, He'll do
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