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1. _ Dlmd
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2. _ Color
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3. _ Galaxy
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4. _ Jupiter
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5. _ Sweet
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6. _ Random
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7. _ Down
Chill. light on my sight as my ego becomes
A funky child with some words on my tongue
Be like intake of breath and my mouth gets loose
While i scatter my spit i dream of juice
Have you ever made out in dark hallways
Displayed a kiss that made your day or say
Play a track from your record collection
It's your mix, congratulations
[Chorus:]
We've changed a lot and then some some
Know that we have always been down down
And if i ever didn't thank you you
Then just let me do it now
I bet you light up when we start the show follow me now
Very closely because i told you so you know
We glow because we throw sun rays
We be freaky and we want to stay
[Chorus]
Lightning strikes yo we be in that violent force of light
Guaranteed to turn it out as bad as dolemite
'cause we're dope kidchange like a chameleon
And the channel whenever that wack show real world is on
You know we dazzle like ghetto box boomin' battles
Rattle inside your head feel redeemed like cola bottles
Fall in love with you teachers on the wax
We are self made check the technique 311 in LA
[Chorus]
Keep my feet on the ground
Keep my head in the clouds
Electrified by the sound
Comes from the down
And
[Chorus]
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8. _ T & P Combo
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9. _ Brodels
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10. _ Prisoner
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11. _ Running
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12. _ Use of Time
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13. _ Transistor
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14. _ No Control
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15. _ Electricity
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16. _ Don't Stay Home
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17. _ Inner Light Spectrum
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18. _ What Was I Thinking
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19. _ The Continuous Life
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20. _ Beautiful Disaster
Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two
The one with old wood creaking that would burn away right on cue
I try to be not like that but some people really suck
Some people need to get the axing chalk it up to bad luck
I know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored
She's always running from something so many things ignored
I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feel like shit
I'm on some old reality tip so many trips in it
Beautiful disaster
Flyin' down the street again
I tried to keep up
You wore me out and left me ate up
Now I wish you all the luck
You're a butterfly in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do I don't whatever
I know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored
She's always running from something so many things ignored
I try to be not like this but I thought it'd make a good song
There's nothing to see shows over people just move along
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