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I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat do you do when you think you could be an icon?\nBecause all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\nLike they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\nRacin' to the gate but my flight gone\nNow these writers taking shots without a Nikon\nBut I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\nSeems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\nPotion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\nSee, that's exactly what I need\nMy khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\nLike it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\nThey throw it on when I'm walking in the club\nHey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\nWell, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\nLearn quick, now I'm big time\nFill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\nFill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\n  What do you do when you think you could be an icon?\n  Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\n  Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\n  Racin' to the gate but my flight gone\n  Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon\n  But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\n  Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\n  Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\n  See, that's exactly what I need\n  My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\n  Like it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\n  They throw it on when I'm walking in the club\n  Hey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\n  Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\n  Learn quick, now I'm big time\n  Fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\n  Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  They just dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  What the-, what the fuck is time?\n  Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat do you do when you think you could be an icon?\nBecause all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\nLike they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\nRacin' to the gate but my flight gone\nNow these writers taking shots without a Nikon\nBut I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\nSeems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\nPotion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\nSee, that's exactly what I need\nMy khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\nLike it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\nThey throw it on when I'm walking in the club\nHey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\nWell, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\nLearn quick, now I'm big time\nFill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\nFill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan\nYeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on\nI might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long\n\nWhat if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?\nI told my story, put my life inside this ink pen\nSaid I'll make it big when, everybody know me\nWell, I made it big and, everybody phony\nHaha, so could you pour me? I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat do you do when you think you could be an icon?\nBecause all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\nLike they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\nRacin' to the gate but my flight gone\nNow these writers taking shots without a Nikon\nBut I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\nSeems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\nPotion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\nSee, that's exactly what I need\nMy khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\nLike it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\nThey throw it on when I'm walking in the club\nHey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\nWell, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\nLearn quick, now I'm big time\nFill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\nFill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\n  What do you do when you think you could be an icon?\n  Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\n  Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\n  Racin' to the gate but my flight gone\n  Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon\n  But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\n  Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\n  Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\n  See, that's exactly what I need\n  My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\n  Like it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\n  They throw it on when I'm walking in the club\n  Hey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\n  Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\n  Learn quick, now I'm big time\n  Fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\n  Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  They just dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  What the-, what the fuck is time?\n  Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\n  What do you do when you think you could be an icon?\n  Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\n  Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\n  Racin' to the gate but my flight gone\n  Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon\n  But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\n  Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\n  Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\n  See, that's exactly what I need\n  My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\n  Like it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\n  They throw it on when I'm walking in the club\n  Hey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\n  Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\n  Learn quick, now I'm big time\n  Fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\n  Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  They just dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  What the-, what the fuck is time?\n  Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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I need a cup\nNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff\nI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much\nGo 'head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nThey just dreams, turn 'em to reality\nDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\nLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\nAll we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\nWhat the-, what the fuck is time?\nAsk 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n[02:40.25] What the fuck is time?\n[02:42.50] I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?\n\n  What do you do when you think you could be an icon?\n  Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on\n  Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat\n  Racin' to the gate but my flight gone\n  Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon\n  But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo\n  Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though\n  Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down\n\n  See, that's exactly what I need\n  My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat\n  Like it was \"Donald Trump\", a fucking hit but I call it love\n  They throw it on when I'm walking in the club\n  Hey, this the 'Burgh shit, I don't deserve this\n  Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface\n  Learn quick, now I'm big time\n  Fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine\n\n  Fill it up with dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  They just dreams, turn 'em to reality\n  Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony\n  Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine\n  All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?\n\n  What the-, what the fuck is time?\n  Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (I don't know)\n  What the fuck is time?\n  I ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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(I don't know)\nWhat the fuck is time?\nI ask 'em, what the fuck is time? 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