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We 're flying high
We 're flying right up to the sky We fly so high We're flying right up to the sky We fly so high, we fly so high Rap: Yes I don't need no stress 'Cause that's the kind of stuff that makes a mess Breakin' me down and takin' me to the test Keepin' me brother from givin' my best Gotta chill gotta chill gotta gotta kill Before I cannot feel anything that's goin' down Turnin' my head around and around Takin' me to the highest level Diggin' my own grave with a shovel Many boss remain in my brain Cover me truly and sing. I cannot speak, I cannot speak I wake up sweatin' up in my sleep That's why, that's why I'm flyin' high. Chorus: We're flying high (We're flying high) We're flying right up to the sky We fly so high (We fly so high) We're flying right up to the sky With an extra station from the ground The stars are shining round and round So high we're flying right up to the sky. We're flying high (We fly so high, we fly so high) We're flying high. Yeah that's the way I got to go When everybody's singin' my mo and mo Pickin' up the record in a record store Hollywood, Hollywood on the radio Jammin', jammin' forty people bang me It's me and gets his slam in right So why don't you play all night Puttin' on the jeans and the jeans all tight Gotta go gotta go gotta go now Try to relax and I don't know how Listenin' to the sound I like to hear best The sound that makes me cheer I'm gettin' away from a everyday cry Runnin' away from hardcore lie I'm flyin', I'm flyin' high. Chorus x2 |
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| 5:39 | 
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| 5:56 |
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| 5:49 |
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| 5:23 |
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| 3:58 |
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Find another way to me
Find another way and make me free Can you hear my voice so find another way Oh I cried to you Please follow me oh follow me Oh whoooa Find another way Find another, another way Shake it, break it No I can't fake it To another level, can't take it Pressurize and hypnotize And in your mind, realize And move, move No I gotta move Yo, so, watch me groove Beat to the beat Fire and heat Make you jump right outta your seat Gotta jam jam, watch me jam To the beat, yo watch me slam Pumpin' pumpin' looking for something Always question leaving nothing Shake it shake it every day Keeping busy day by day To find, to find another way |
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| 6:03 |
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| 5:38 |
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| 10. |
| 6:19 |
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| 5:53 |
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