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hindsight it taught me a little bit
The world is far from perfect nothing at all has that privilege
Some are farther than others and those you stay away from

I don't know how I'm supposed to feel sometimes at night
Going 65 on a scenic drive with you right by my side
I'm feeling right, my thoughts are

that's bigger than Jay
And bigger than Nas and bigger than Ye
I gotta collect this crown while I'm sittin' on hate

And break away from the chain as I

and know that everything happens with perfect timing
I can be far away or I can keep you close
I can be the least or I can be the most
I teach you right now

or slumber
Never act your age, your spirit's aiming higher
Count it, 3-2-1, on a rocket heading skyward

Millennials put away your phones
Take your heads out

from the pain
Visions of our dreams is what we hide, far away

Lines in the sand are washed away
Perfect time for the perfect day
The answers echo from

Taylor [CD-ROM Track]

Jack Johnson

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing [US CD]

2005

unaffected by, 
The winter winds here, she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles, from here.

Well Peter Patrick

Taylor

Jack Johnson

On and On

2003

lights are on

He just wanders around, unaffected by,
The winter winds here, and he'll pretend that
He's somewhere else, so far and clear,
About two

Through to you
Well hey
At least it rhymes
Often I wonder if
I would be lighter
On mars
I know it's far away
But god damn
Let a boy dream
Beyond the stars

Just by doing me, I've been racking up hella problems
Ain't even got the funds to solve 'em, no need in trying to fix none of these problems
Spent so

like bottles
And chew 'em like bubble
Gum nigga and throw 'em away
Chew 'em like bubble gum
And throw 'em away
Was burning these trees now
I'm out

911

Terry Hall

Bad Company [Original Soundtrack]

2002

my bones, so far away staring at home
Stay at my zone, falling asleep late with my chrome
Feelin' hype from these rockets burning like straightenin'

I-I've been told, I've been told
I've been told for most my life "Wait until the perfect time"
By people who have been defined by skipping spots in

Molasses

Raekwon

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

visions of killing capos
Palestinian armor, golden rocket launcher, my aunt
She copped it from me, bought it in Rwanda
See demons scheming, niggas get

wanna follow
Rocket power uh, I'm talking auto
Anywhere by the beach is a motto
Street fair gotta bunch of Johnny Bravos
And you a model matter fact you

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like

sober, like a soldier, I don't need a beam (nah)
And I told Quavo to use my shoulder if he need to lean
I tried to drown the pain away, by drinkin' pints

this universe has nobody else
Nobody else
Nobody else
You might have heard me talking
I've been saving up for a rocket ship to take us far away
We can

me?)
Couple bottles
Couple pounds of greens on me
Said you could stay the night
If you really fuckin' with me
Said that's that pink shit
That mint shit

Of course I know why I came home so early tonight 
I hoped to find the house burned down by candlelight 
This bottle's bottled up this champagne isn't your

on a summer trip 
Ooh
Whatever the place as long as we are far from the streets 
Ooh  

We’d see so many roads
Some perfects 
Some full of holes 
It goes 

(I

a suit of loot

You're surreal (That's one raw (big) deal)
You're surreal
Far too cerebral (enhanced appeal)
For mass appeal (I want my girls real)

You

lights on
All day till the night comes
It's a perfect Saturday we can take our time
Yeah we should take our time
Bad energy stay far away
When I'm with my