(Part One) I got more problems than an algebra equation They say become a doctor I don’t have the patience Ain’t with the waiting What’s my motivation? The road less traveled is the one that I’ll be takin’ (Part Two) Lonely days Well the only days I remember The days I would say: I can be star tomorrow if I really wanted to I could be a star tomorrow if I just get rid of you? (Part Three) Haters (Haters, Haters) Haters (Haters, Haters) Haters (Haters)
You! (You) Whatcha trying to prove? Eyes on me Like I’m in your movie screen Damn I know I’m fly (fly) Ain’t got nothing to hide Want a piece of my pie Then you got more problems than I (I) have
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Hey! (Hey) What you trying to say? Can’t get me off your brain And it’s drivin you insane Damn you know I’m fly aint got nothing to hide Want a piece of my pie? Then you have more problems then I…..
Who’s gonna take me? Who’s (Who’s) gonna take me (take me)? Who’s gonna take me away from here?
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