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To All My Friends Lyrics

yea
i saw a sign in the window
for the job...
yea i got a high school education
but thats all

skills?
you wanna know if i got some skills?
yea i got some skills

this goes out to all my friends

whatcha gonna be, when you grow up?
im all grown up and still dont know what
i mop throw up
i rock a tow truck
long as it means that i can get old and coast up
i used to be a typical winner
livin off the gratiuity from delivierin your dinner
cause as a kid, i didn't consider
that i would get the opprotunity to be a full time spitter
i love this occupation
i got bosses across the nation
validation is an understatement
and i dont really know how to take a vacation
my kind dont have any free time
i'm so distracted, but everything's fine
i speak shine and i read signs
appreciate your opinion but this dream's mine
it's all love we're cool, but you don't tell a cowboy what to do
i was the ugly kid that didn't listen
lil big man full of ambition
based on imagination, just like you
daydreamin' thinkin' bout the things i might do
i used to paint, draw, and illustrate, mom would facilitate
and it would feel okay
seems like yesterday still plays a part
when i grow up i wanted a job makin art
picture that
how many years old?
young enough to mix up love with career goals
but i was just this tall when they told me
that the world was mine, but the papers weren't signed
there's no deed, so proceed to go seed
up the whole piece like it owes me groceries
don't breath
until you're formally
know me, wont leave, better call authorities
it's all love we're cool
but you don't tell an astronaut what to do
the turntable stole my heart
burnt the paintbrush broke it apart
i miss it, i might revisit
but i wasn't that good i admit it, maybe you can't tell
but as a kid i wanted to be melli mel
and later as a teenager i wanted to be LL
then i discovered weed and i wanted to be dell
and thank god eventually i found myself
its funny when i b**p into fools
i used to go to school with
and they ask what im doin
half of the time i wanna crack a lie
but f*** it, im still a wannabe rapper guy
*ha ha ha*
yea i guess that it seems that way
i get to see the world, and its decent pay
as long as somebody wanna see us play
i wake up every mornin and i seize the day
it's all love we're cool
but you don't tell the president what to do
it's like that ya'll
it's like this ya'll
i dont get to call in sick ya'll
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