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Here is the lyrics...
lost in a thought I don't know
brain so cluttered lost my flow
at a junction do I go
left now right now stop the show
I can't go on not like this
found my spirit lost my bliss
can you see what I would miss
listen deeper to this rhyme
rise above this thing called time
try your vodka with no lime
live your life without a crime
give a homeless man a dime
feel the bumble sting your mind
open your senses let it shine
feel your art let you unwind
found my heart had to let go
it was there down by my toe
drop the weed put down your dro
substance flys just like a crow
treat her sweet give her a kiss
reach out to your gentle miss
leave her out expect a diss
speak out more your not a mime
make her feel like she's sublime
save it in the nick of time
or you'll end up in the slime
ask to see and you'll go blind
feel your brain start to just grind
read that contract that you signed
oops too late can't hit rewind
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
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I was little scared to grow
use to savour all the snow
trying not to make a foe
dream to be a b-ball pro
but this thought does not exist
watch it fall in the abyss
now I know what this consists
prepping for the massive climb
catch me while I'm in my prime
lots more fun before the chime
sharing music is a crime
only cause execs is grime
get out there use your mind
use it before you can find
the whole world that you designed
look inside man find your glow
give time to the seeds you sow
teach them more than you could know
sometimes life makes you go whoa
can't take back the things you missed
dwell on it and you get pissed
live life now your in the midst
screw george bush and all war crime
fearing of my checkout time
I'm not violent really I'm
trying to just work part-time
all our thoughts are intertwined
every single word defined
missed something cause you declined
oops too late can't hit rewind
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
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don't keep track of who you owe
leave them out when you get dough
forgot about those lawns they mow
no care for the average joe
careful of those plots you twist
to this world you are a cyst
solve your problems with a fist
I'm not late on greenwich time
fallin down from my big climb
spice it up now with some thyme
making tastefull all the grime
mmm mmm mmm tastes just like lime
til you take a bite of rind
crashing down on your behind
think it's time that you resigned
take that comb out of your fro
sometimes you should let it go
tear it up at your next show
admiration they bestow
the crowd gives a big assist
feel inside yourself subsist
they and you will co-exist
ploppin down their hard earned dime
just so they can stand in line
hear your music see you shine
such a feeling so divine
drop your guard learn to fly blind
tell them all whats on your mind
this is all cause your unsigned
now no need to hit rewind
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
spin it back, spin it back
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