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Many of you know the story Of Dr. Light, Dr. Wiley, rock and roll But did you know that there was one other? One other creation One other Rolex From the top This, this the blues Tom was like a good man with great dreams Changed the world for the better through peaceful means He knew both bodies from A to Z One of the human campaign so he created me A darker storm even incubated a robot capable of independent thought and reasoning He was the type to plan and over-plan I was the prototype so he made me Proto Man I was incomplete, dealt with a fatal flaw Dr. Light tried to repair it, I said nah I knew that my creator would put my feelings aside For the greater good, so I left the neighborhood He ain’t done enough, why dig a deeper hole? He gave me free will so I will not be controlled He went features, even my heart and my soul When the going gets tough even the tough roll So I split, and who happened to find me a scientist by the name of Dr. Robert Wiley? You gotta take back whatever you borrowed Letras de cancionesAnd in the end the goal is a better tomorrow So he told me what I needed to hear Told me I was a leader who people needed to fear And I learned a little but I’m still a little confused And I guess that’s why they call it the blues When you hear that whistle you know what it is That mean the epic saga of Proto begins And no one knows how the story will end Am I for a friend? Well, I guess it depends Dr. Wiley corrected my imbalances And then he supplied me with a new set of challenges Gave me a seal then the strength of like 10 of me And a visor to hide my identity Makes a mistake, will come back to haunt him When I find these robots and stop all them Perfected the formula when you made rock and roll But I like my design because I got control They’re nearly puppets, if there’s such a thing Completely useless if you cut the string But I still consider them my fam They always tryina change me but I am what I am Black sheep but a scrapheap Cold world out here so you know I gotta pack heat For desperate times and desperate measures but When threats arrive we get together and I’m In and out like a double agent 6th sense so I always see the spot trouble waitin One thing drops, gon see it my way And hit he highway but until that fine day I roll out and I do what I do So I guess that’s why they call it the blues I’m on my own, I do what I do So I guess that’s why they call it the blues From Letras Mania