Listen up you girls and boys, gonna tell you ‘bout a voice
That is more than just pleasing
You’ll see when you hear him sing
There is passion in his rhyme, he’s got soul and he’s got time
He don’t even need to flex
That is how it’s with the best
He reminds me of when I was young
When my singing days had just begun
Philosofian, inspire me
I remember how I used to be
Boy, you murder me, murder me
The kids all love your voice
Boy you murder me, murder me
(Can’t think about it too much)
Boy you get to me, get to me
The kids all love your style
Boy you murder me, murder me
(Can’t think about it too much)
It’s the words and the way you sing what I want to say
You inspire me to play,
Wanna go out there today
Sometimes everything seems bland, maybe you can understand
That I need to feel so much
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