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Is it fine if i mention I’m not Socrates
And it’s so kind of you to mention
What I’m about to see
Well, the tides are turning
Whistles blowing
I’ve got no constants flowing
I’m just a man in the mirror
Locked in a box
Just a man in the mirror, and I’ll keep singin
And i don’t understand why
My perspective wont match what I’m thinking
You know you do what you do to me
And I can’t believe you’ve got me
In this riled up town, riled up
You’ve got me doubting
I cant keep my crown from frying
You know it’s mine
Mark my design
Ohh, Yeah
We have no time for that
Pardon my French
if you still need some time for that
Ooh, We have no time for that
Pardon my French
i’ll go, we’ll go, i’ll go ya
You’d don’t need to mention this conversation
Our trips to every nation
I’ve got interpretation
Save your science; preach the nations
I’ve got you, you’ve got me to
and me and you
and me and you
March for truth
March for truth
I don’t get to wear your mantra
when you’ve got no beautification,
baitin the nations
I’ve got dictation
I do the questions, Whats your answer?
I’ve been thinking conversation
Now, you have no time for that
You pardon my french
It’s unavailable for you
Ah ooh, We have no time for that
No ledger in DC
No LA, not tempting, not tempting
Got no SMPTE oh
I can’t find some time to read a book,
Read a book like a better man
Take a look, I can get it at my place again
Im livin on the clicker, watch some tv
I thought you and me was ending
I’m defeated by your juju
Still cant get enough of you
but I’ve got all day
no day, no days
You have no time for that
Pardon my frank application
I’ve got dictation
You’ve got dictation
I’ve got some problems,
but I cant take it, cant take it
Can’t make my day, won’t make my day
No time for that,
eyy, ohh, ahh, ehh
and your givin up
ehh, ehh
I can make it down
ehh, ehh
I’ve been thinking bout
ehh, ehh,
I’ve been looking, look, look