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PJ Morton

PRACTICING

 

PRACTICING

(album: PAUL - 2019)


Everybody says, "Follow the rules," yeah
But what works for me might not work for you
Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong
It just goes to show
We're just practicing, and no one really knows

No one
No one, yeah, yeah
No one, mmm

They always told me my ideas would never work
Go to college, get your degree so you could go to work
Yeah, 'cause you're gonna need a backup plan
Just in case anything happens
That's the only thing they understand
They don't think that you could do it if they never seen it done
So tell my dreamers, keep dreaming
And if you got the master plan, keep scheming
Gon' have some doubters, that's how it goes
But to be honest, nobody really knows

Everybody says, "Follow the rules," yeah
But what works for me might not work for you
Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong
It just goes to show
We're just practicing, and no one really knows

My mama prolly thought I was gonna hit the league
But I didn't
She told me, "Tobe, you should go get a real J-O-B"
But I didn't
Hell, sometimes disobedience is the ingredient needed
To clear your path of the feces and demons that mislead ya
To the pile of bodies, you're lying with them folk from Egypt
Before they got the receipt, that pharaoh denied them freedom
I know them shackles that's on ya get comfortable in this system
'Specially when they hit the kill switch on a caterpillar's vision
To be a butterfly and hover by
Can't spend that, have been suckered by
Thoughts that bread only come when you make butter fly, ooh
I hope you get it, I do
I might just write the ones in the slums with the drums a haiku
To let them know that there's plenty of tycoons that come from typhoons
And ain't no rules, this a game of fools and we all just like you
'Cause...

Everybody says, "Follow the rules," yeah (Yeah)
But what works for me might not work for you
(It don't work for everybody)
Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong (Yeah)
It just goes to show
We're just practicing, and no one really knows

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