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Bugzy Malone Chase and Status Watch this They're not talking no more They just don't see eye to eye Since the break-up it's all be shaky But we all tryna get by And now that I'm partially famous People think I'm a different guy, but I'm not It's just a day get by in the daytime, I get by at night [?] siblings [?], old friends I never get back to The exposure's coming in way too fast and I can't stand still like a statue I gotta keep moving Still tryna figure out if I'm built for this Thing is, an old man would kill for this I know girls that would come off the pill for this I can't stop, it's like I'm on a pilgrimage Five years in, flying like I'm on a Buzz Lightyear To infinity and beyond I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong Letras de canciones Somebody sent a hitman out, but I'm on to them And these day tryna break my confidence They must think I'm build of complements But on a scale of one to ten, I'm a nine point nine I'm at nine point nine And they don't wanna see me when I reach ten Don't stop, don't stop Don't stop, don't stop A part of me wants 'em to fix it But every half of me knows that way too much war Went under too many bridges Deep down I just wanna see them risk it Deep down I just want back simplistic This is all complex, gotta sound twisted But I'm not twisted, I'm just a misfit Turns out that the misfit was gifted I think it sound realistic People are poor, yet materialistic I'm not even sure that I would admit that I tell the truth sometimes to be different I blow money for the hell of it But the way I feel is irrelevant 'Cause I'm smiling when I'm in a shop or when I leave Straight 'bout to feel indelicate Straight back to feel negative Don't wanna end up like the relatives So I took couple of doors off to make sure That I don't go back to claiming benefits I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong I'm a sinner that don't belong Somebody sent a hitman out, but I'm on to them And these day tryna break my confidence They must think I'm build of complements But on a scale of one to ten, I'm a nine point nine I'm at nine point nine And they don't wanna see me when I reach ten Don't stop, don't stop Don't stop, don't stop Somebody sent a hitman out, but I'm on to them And these day tryna break my confidence They must think I'm build of complements But on a scale of one to ten, I'm a nine point nine I'm at nine point nine And they don't wanna see me when I reach ten Somebody sent a hitman out, but I'm on to them And these day tryna break my confidence They must think I'm build of complements But on a scale of one to ten, I'm a nine point nine I'm at nine point nine And they don't wanna see me when I reach ten From Letras Mania