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Guilty
Homeboy Sandman; Sonnyjim
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If a woman clutch a purse when I walk past
That's a nice laugh
I'm a grown man
Priority is not to make myself shrink
What would I care what anybody else think?
Don't get me wrong, I'd like it if she weren't tense
But not at my expense
So I let out of sigh or blow a circuit
I retired in my circus tent
And then
Instead of feeling unsettled
I strive to recognize Olympians that don't medal
They still did a great job
That's how I wasn't stressed out and left out of the hate mob
If you're hyped 'cause people think you the bee's knees
Once there's no attention it'll feel like a deep freeze
It's not the way to be
It's not the way to get from A to B
The difference between my friends and enemies is my moral compass
The numbness in my extremities
Ain't a big deal
Don't try to give me a whole spiel
Or fill a void with a cheap toy from a kid's meal
At least then I won't have to eat it
Let's pull over for samosas
I'd love to see the pyramids in Egypt
But the ones in Mexico are closer
As for that I'm guilty
As for that I'm guilty
As for that I'm guilty
Everything is happening so fast
'Bout to break my neck from watching trees while they go past
Time be really waiting for no man
Not too long ago I was a nomad
There is no such thing as my brand
Lionheart, the God and the Ayn Rand
I am in the romance, anybody want to slow dance?
I'll crash through roadblocks for lips without Botox
And do the hanky-panky instead of watching Yankees and BoSox
You could find me where the buck stops
Everybody do the bus stop
Rock like quartz, no negative thoughts
A combat, or contracts, just contact sports
All coming from a kind source, more grand than Grand Concourse
And catch wrecks instead of say "what the heck"
Where's the courtesy, professionalism, respect.'
I used to say it's not checkers, it's chess
Now I see it's neither since no one can put me in check
Let me keep you abreast
Avoid battle with the Boy Sand in the flesh
The joint warm like flannel, take some time to reflect
Now you're refreshed
Yeah
As for that, I'm guilty
As for that, I'm guilty
As for that, I'm guilty
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