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Seventy versions of me incessantly chattering
My confidence and competence have taken a battering
Cos I'm trapped in my mind
I'm spending all of my time

exactly where I'm meant to be, I'm the only one that's ever been stopping me.

cdventures on this quest I'm better by the day have bad thoughts but I need

Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz

wack)
Black, Black (They hate on the job cuz I'm Black)
Black, Black, Black, Black (Against all odds, I'm Black)

Black, Black, (Nothing but Kings in my

an alternate version of 1221
I am 1221, but every one of us has
Multiple versions of ourselves, if you
Payed attention to the cover art you vividly
See multiple

climb and I inch every inch of my trail
A better version of myself

Hands up like I've got a gun but
Hell nah, purity like nun uh
Well then again, makes

Against the Wind

Bob Seger

Nine Tonight

1981

the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

Well those drifter's days are past me now
I've got so much

in it's so surprising

You turned me into something more
An upgraded version I adore
No more doubts I'm feeling alive
With you by my side we're gonna

Bars
What'd I say? Something about a virgin?
Uh
She told you she was a virgin
That's a different version of the person that she claims to be
Ouuuuu

Transformation into new version 2.1
Program my protocol: to get consumed by the Sun
And I hope I never wake, I can tell all the love fake
Those I love left, maybe

what I have body and soul to make it in the music industry and hustling showed me less is more,
Mind against Mind, Ideal against ideal, talent against

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

equal
I swear I'm fucking lethal (I swear I'm fucking lethal)
I'm choosing to be peaceful (I'm choosing to be calm)
They stacked the odds against me
They

To a version of my past
I tried to let him go
But he keep on coming back
I think the devil trying to take my soul
Try to fight it but it's getting old
So I light

'ma stab his face, stab his chest, then I stomp him
Huh
It's me and you against the world
You make me wanna be a better version of myself
Fuck the police,

vibration! de s'envoyer
Sur le paillasson
Limée, ruinée, vidée, comblée
You are the King of the divan!
Qu'elle me dit en passant
Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou!
I am

to believe this version's permanent inking
Time where we can't clearly see our mistakes merely
Really change feelings, don't fear me I swear it's nearly

to believe this version's permanent inking
Time where we can't clearly see our mistakes merely
Really change feelings, don't fear me I swear it's nearly

to stop watching my life play in
reverse like mine gotta be cursed find what i deserve alliances I
deserted to shine painted a version of me in the worst

Let's go to war
To make peace
Let's be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you're not blinded by the light from me

[Chorus x2:]
I

a crater on the face of earth
Don't remember me today? ok
Tomorrows version is better anyway
Always improving only one way to go
So check it-
Death is

his head

"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "

Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him

The Valley-Reggae Version-Island cover version. Checkout the original version with killer vocal by Laura Winn! 

I’ve been goin’ through the valley,