Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
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Na-na-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Yeah, used to be an old man getting younger by the day (by the day)
Store away the chopin', now I'm onto R an' B
'Cause ain't no way I'ma die in a cubicle
I'ma fight 'til the day of my funeral
It's (yeah) a beautiful struggle, I love, I love it
But lately, they keep on telling me not to be myself
Maybes swim in a sea of burden, be knocking on my door
I live in the moment where my conscious are frozen
I feel so cold, cold, yeah
Dad and mama wants me nomo
The man in white is not me nomo
Not me nomo
Not me nomo
My dad and mama wants me nomo
The man in white is not me nomo
Not me nomo
Not me nomo
Oh, I got a vision, its mission is not television
To tell the truth about it, too many ones granted advantage
This planet Earth have been infested
Too many bandits, I'm staying candid with the honesty
But all the smog in air got me questioning
I keep on questioning, barely know a thing
Been in and out my brain, got no reference frame
I'm so nomo, asking 'bout nomo, yeah
I keep on questioning, barely know a thing
Been in and out my brain, got no reference frame
I'm so nomo, asking about nomo, yeah
Dad and mama wants me nomo
The man in white is not me nomo
Not me nomo
Not me nomo
Dad and mama wants me nomo
The man in white is not me nomo
Not me nomo
Not me nomo