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"John, you were outcast once. Why do you think that any of the gulls, in your old times, would listen to you now? You know the proverb and it's true: The gull who sees farthest, will flyest highest. Those gulls where you came from are standing on the ground squawking and fighting amongst themselves. They're a thousand miles from heaven... and you say, you want to show them heaven from where they're standing? John, they can't see their own wingtips... stay here, help the new gulls herе. The ones who are high еnough to see what you have to tell them."

"You hear seagulls, Daddy?"

I got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose!
...so much trouble on my mind

And it takes my breath away
Gotta take the stress away
I'll be fine, while...

I stay royal like Kennedy, families, minus the trust funds
I come from the place where they bust guns and puff blunts
The wrong side of the tracks, saggin' my slacks
With a bag full of racks, palm full of bad crack
Dad with a bad a back, I'm the blue collar scholar
Holler if you pulled yourself from up outta the squalor
Seekin' dollars, makin' cream like, tikka masala
Deep as Kabbalah's or the knowledge when I speak to my father
Through a prayer, through the air, he follows me everywhere
Who said life is ever fair? Is full of pain and despair
And that's nothin'! I'm the real Good Will Huntin'
All the drama really sunk in, so its' really hard to function
I'm a dragon in the dungeon at a corporate luncheon
I'm like Linus with my blanket waitin' for the Great Pumpkin
'Cause back when I was younger and dumber and dry-humpin'
Stopped f**kin' up my life and decided to try somethin'
I'm stuck in overdrive to survive, or am I buggin'?
Wastin' time writin' rhymes to prove that I'm still buzzin'
But I ain't never leavin', regardless if you believin'
I'm bobbin' and weavin', and stealin' the oxygen you breathin'
The things I'm achievin', you'd think I was cheatin', it's impossible
Improbable. How does he do it? He's unstoppable!
I swear the God Particle's woven into my molecules
A shapeshifter, spittin' liquid solubles
I got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose!
...so much trouble on my mind

And it takes my breath away
Gotta take the stress away
I'll be fine, while...

All my flows are complex and astoundin'
So rappers try to work are cuttin' checks into thousands
My broke days are over, no scroungin' or loungin'
On couches, we bouncin' from sh*tty public housin'
I got a new accountant, I'm cleanin' up my credit
I'm not as apathetic and failure is not genetic
Rich Dad, Poor Dad, now I'm a father too
Blood, sweat, and tears, f**k it, I do what I gotta do!
They say that Hip Hop ain't all about money, well that's bull!
You ever heard Eric B. and Rakim's "Paid in Full"?
Now it's, "One for the money", 'cause that's the priority
I hear cash registers ringin' when they recordin' me
It's sorta like sorcery, summonin' money quarterly
Motherf**kers are imitatin' and I can tell the forgeries
You can see it in the brush strokes, biters and cutthroats
Who study us but never ever come close!
Every masterpiece crafted is like a hundred G's
Then give it up to the highest bidders and Sotheby's
Whether you walkin' the block until ya lungs'll freeze
Or puffin' trees, blowin' smoke into the summer breeze
Here's the soundtrack to bring the underground back
Never hang around wack rappers get ya mouth cracked
I just focus on Max and Marina
Went from beat up Buicks to a Beamer for rap features
I got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose!
...so much trouble on my mind

And it takes my breath away (I love you, mama)
Gotta take the stress away (I love you, daddy)
I'll be fine (I love you Max), while...

(Hello! It's Marina! See you next time!)

"I want to learn to fly like that... tell me what to do! To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing: That you already arrived."

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