Oddball Akkorde von
Stalley
Stalley

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Tonart: Db major
Intro 1
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I'm an oddball,
Verse 1
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and my odds are, I'd fall,
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see my glow pal, I'm an odd star,
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radiant close to comet
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but far, far away from Pluto,
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now that's far,
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my spaceship tiptoe,
lean out the tube though,
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eyes through the galaxy,
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more than a fallacy,
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growth through the blood veins,
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seen too much pain so never could feel,
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like a child again, maintained,
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see the sun don't chill,
raised him up right so sun don't kill,
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if you don't relate then I don't
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know what you feel,
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I'm in the night still, still of the night,
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tryna concentrate on words
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to make em spill on the mic,
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heated when I hear white rappers
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but hype kills, so I'm feeling al right,
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so I leave em out of this one,
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and go on with life,
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pursue the happiness, duck
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My mic, high voltage,
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stay away from this light
Take the doges of this dopeness
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and cling to the hype
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That my high brings to you,
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odd type of intoxicant
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That brings dreams to you,
that's why I sing to you
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Emotional bliss,
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tell the engineer to keep the list
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And we gon' keep it
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rockin' like this
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Back in the booth,
put that juice in my headphones
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Loud, I need to be heard,
wake up them dead ponies
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Hey, yo, hold up,
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hold up, hold the f*** up, man.
Terry, bring that issue back,
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man.
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log fills up more iPods than Mac PCs
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Ay yo, hold up, hold up,
hold the f**k up, man
Terry, bring that s**t back, man
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And we gon' keep it rockin'
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like this
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Back in the booth,
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put that juice in my headphones
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Loud, I need to be heard,
wake up them dead pones
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They throwin' stones,
tryna keep me calm
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But I won't let up until
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I'm hiphops .com
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This year's in the making,
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no sitcom
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More like the trilogy, you feelin' me?
If not, get gone
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I spit on beats
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and run through fleets of wack MCs
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My catalog fills up more
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iPods than Mac PCs
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I'm on my job like Steve,
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without the dollar signs
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I'm killing this new school,
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walk up in the classroom
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Totin' my pencil with a tip full of lead
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Story of an oddball an
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d this is how it read
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Not your typical rap star,
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I'm passed bar for bar
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So I'm something like hip -hop's law,
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but not enforcement
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My endorsement is raw spit
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And if you niggas are
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tapping the surface,
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then I must be the tar pit
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Stally at his best, flash Wally West
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Spit raps till there's hardly breath
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Then laugh like Hardy, yes
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And I'm hardly pressed,
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I stay wrinkled when I step
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outside of the box
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Normal cats, I laugh at the side of you,
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I probably should stop
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Cause I'm a weirdo for real though
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Live in stereo, coup d 'etat
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Stally the 8, the musical oddball
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Ha, I'm weird for real
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Fatal attraction, fatal attraction
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