Programs Teclado

	  Intro 
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Yep, yep, yep, yuh, yuh, yuh 

verse 1 
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I don't got a reason to lie 
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They gave me the key to the sky 
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But I'd rather open my eyes 
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'Cause that's what'll keep me alive 
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Somethin' that's easin' my mind 
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Please do not fuck up my day 
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Everybody want a headline 
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I don't got nothin' to say 

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'Cept I'm comin' back with the freshness 
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You know I love makin' an entrance 
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Now now, don't get defensive 
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Time is a matter of seconds (one, two, yeah) 

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Off to see the wizard, lead the picture, me and liquor 
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Evil mixture, demons clitter 
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Clean the whiskers, seeking Mr. Fisherman 
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Back on my shit again 
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Doin' my own dance 

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Feel the rhythm that's no hands 
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I tell ya vision like programs 
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Busy livin' on triple digits, young old man 
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Ya'll dead wrong I'm upper with the echelon 
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So butter when the bread long 
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I'm going strong till my head gone 
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(til' my head gone) 
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Yeah, floatin' back up on the scene 
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I'm sayin hello (hello) 
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Do my thing up on the strings like Tom Morello 
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I keep it movin' you'll be doin way to much 
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I ain't tellin' time just 
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To tell you when it's up (yup) 

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Yeah, I'm only keepin' good company 
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I am not talkin' to you 
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If you don't have love for me (yeah) 
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Yeah, one for you and one for me (yeah, yeah) 
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I am not talkin' to you if you don't have love for me 

verse 2 
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Yeah, I mean wow, do not touch that dial 
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I've waited a while, been around 
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Just like word of mouth, you gon' hear me out (and I) 
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And I, and I, and I put that on my house 
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I'm always goin' overboard, 
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I better swim before I drown (drown) 
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I'm like rubber with the bounce, hundred be the count 
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Drummin' loud, that's Stunner 
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With the sounds (bang, bang, bang, bang) 
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I was younger, fuck around, every summer wild 
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Always had it jumpin' at the house 
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Clappin' for ya'll, I'm into havin' it all 
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Feelin' like Shaq with the call, stature is tall 
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Rollin' around with the homies, 
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A battery pack on my dawgs 
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Fuck with my dawgs, havin' enough ain't a lot 
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Puttin' a check in the box, straight to the top 
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It don't matter, never mind the 
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Pattern when you're takin' your shot 
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Yeah, enough with the bullshit, 
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Enough with the bullshit 
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Enough with the extras, fuck all my money, 
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I swear I been through it 
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Fuck all the losin', that's just an illusion 
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Gotta keep them comin' back for more to keep it movin' 

Outro 
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I'm only keepin' good company 
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I am not talkin' to you 
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If you don't have love for me (yeah) 
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Yeah, one for you and one for me (yeah, yeah) 
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I am not talkin' to you if 
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You don't have love for me (love for me) 
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Follow me another way 
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Yeah, you know you better stand god damn 
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Put your hands together, 
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Everybody got money, get the band together 
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Movin' like you can't stand the weather, 
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But it ain't gon' rain always