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Yes World I
Yes world I’m living proof
That you can do whatever you want to do
I’ll give you the straight scoop
No Norman Vincent Peel poop
Now let me take you back to jump
Back to when I first saw the road and the bump
Carrying my load
a weakness showed, me exposed
not knowing where to go
I cried, I denied, man I almost died
I was dedicated to being self medicated
A PHD at numbing me
All the while smiling for you all
A freak in your festival
Taking tokes, cracking jokes
Being host to my selfish hoax
All in the plan of being your main man
Your guru
The dude that could do you,
if he wants too
With no shame in my game
As I laid blame to the lame
And comforted the insane
Part of me you saw as the heart of me
Knowing it was just a part of me
That made me fell apart from me
Believe you me
if its ugly that you seek
I’ll fill your cart for a week
With the bleek
and with my bloody
you won’t even have to wait until Sunday
The problem is my friend
I hate you for knowing my end
Seeing my dark side
Why act so surprised?
As I stick you with my knife
The metaphoric one of course
Now reading this discourse
Does make me feel remorse
But seeing where I’ve been
Makes me feel good again
Coming from the naked truth
That what I am is new
And I dream of being good
Until the day when I’m with you
Doing what I do in the light of you
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