You're Not That Guy

Stray From The Path

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He got the outfit on, all in all, he dressed to impress
I'm gonna put up with me so fast and tall, he's traveling just in the left
The line is looking like a second port, baby, this should be just the thing
Freedom fighter, crown him the keyboard king
They're gonna write about him one day

The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things change, the more they stay the same
He don't get out of this town much, but America is number one
Number one

Can't afford the biggest chops to park, but boy, he got a free deal on that gun
The Chevy's got some gasoline
She's burning up through the night
Hold on, hold on

Why did Phil don't give a fuck?
So rocking must be right
And the rich is blessed
Think time is great, but don't think from the step

Got that bitch in the mitt
It's the freshest coming
Come out of life
I'm talking nothing
Stop that shit back in your mouth
I'm not your buddy
You're not the cat
Pass off that shit back in your mouth
I'm not your buddy

You're not the cat
The freshest coming
Come out of life
I'm talking nothing
The freshest coming
Come out of life

I'm talking nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things change, the more they stay the same

I'm not a life
I'm talking nothing
The more things change, the more they stay the same
Come out of life
I'm talking nothing

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