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People want to know
Is there life after talk
Cause thereās talk on the row
Twistinā words that Iāve never even said
To the ones that I trust
Or my āBooā in our bed
Will he make it, I bet he wonāt
As theyāre runninā through the minutes
On their cell phones
So the pictureās painted
You got the point
And that junkās creepinā into my solo joint
Sometimes I feel God in the middle of the night
In the cool of the shade in the bright sunlight
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I always feel like somebodyās watchinā me
Watch baby, watch baby, He got my back
See Iām down with the King
So I got it like that
Itās no joke, Iāve been roped in
Chokinā on a bone
From a fish in the school of your twilight zone
You shook me, took me to another place
Where the air Iām breathinās like mace in my face
If this controversy is your way
You need to know Iāll never doubt my destiny
āCause Iām stickinā to my guns like a son of the Light
Feelinā Dad, Iām feelinā Daddy in the air tonight
Sometimes I feel Grace in the middle of the night
In the cool of the shade in the bright sunlight
And sometimes I feel God in the midst of a show
As the palm trees sway in an afterglow
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