I'm just an ordinary guy, extraordinary time spent Ordering my life working over-time nights Holdin wires and mics under these lights, but besides that Always find time to get love and give it right back I'm just an ordinary guy, a baby from the eighties Got a little bit of A.D.D, perhaps maybe We've been made to be sedated and such Then we work while they break then they say that we play too much I ain't known to make it out to every single event Sometimes I live in my bed, with just a pad and a pen And a broken ipod I bought stolen from the block Got holes in the soles of a third of my socks Neck deep in contradiction in the gut of the beast If you in debt, then everything you own is on lease Cause, money don't translate to talent Money, and talent don't mean you're guarenteed anything, honey It's funny, when conditions cause anything to happen Finally got a comma in my check account balance The 27 year challenge of the curse Made me even outlive Janice, Janet, Jimmy and Curt I'm just an ordinary guy, ignoring all the hype I let it all pass me by I got one life, one mic But I'll try, to always stay humble With the fist in the sky and a bowl of brown rice Just an ordinary guy, extraordinary time spent Ordering my life working over-time nights Holdin wires and mics under these lights, but besides that Always find time to get love and give it right back I'm just an ordinary guy, with music as a job If I could do it, the least you could do is give it a try There's no use, just sitting asking why these ballers rock Chains like a fallen chain just to stay fly Man I'm cool, with just a pair of reeboks and vans Some artists think they too hard to talk to their fans I might, battle just to keep this art sharp And maybe take a ride through the jewish part of Seward Park Where the view of Lake Washington is not too far But far enough, it might be a minute till the comeup And people keep asking how I lost this weight More work and less food on the plate, Man Just a simple plan with a little bit of self discipline To, keep writing, keep spitting, keep em listening To keep on doing what I do to get a salary My number one mission is to make my son proud of me I'm just an ordinary guy Sometimes I ponder if the consequence of all of this trying to be an artist is Harder then it needs to be, wipe the sleep in my Eye and sip the "? " cause the grind never sleeps I know time moves slow, we on the road again I hate leaving but I love coming home again It's like we only see the citys at night but Phonecalls and voicemails from home make me feel alright
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I'm just an ordinary guy, extraordinary time spent Ordering my life working over-time nights Holdin wires and mics under these lights, but besides that Always find time to get love and give it right back I'm just an ordinary guy, a baby from the eighties Got a little bit of A.D.D, perhaps maybe We've been made to be sedated and such Then we work while they break then they say that we play too much I ain't known to make it out to every single event Sometimes I live in my bed, with just a pad and a pen And a broken ipod I bought stolen from the block Got holes in the soles of a third of my socks Neck deep in contradiction in the gut of the beast If you in debt, then everything you own is on lease Cause, money don't translate to talent Money, and talent don't mean you're guarenteed anything, honey It's funny, when conditions cause anything to happen Finally got a comma in my check account balance The 27 year challenge of the curse Made me even outlive Janice, Janet, Jimmy and Curt I'm just an ordinary guy, ignoring all the hype I let it all pass me by I got one life, one mic But I'll try, to always stay humble With the fist in the sky and a bowl of brown rice Just an ordinary guy, extraordinary time spent Ordering my life working over-time nights Holdin wires and mics under these lights, but besides that Always find time to get love and give it right back I'm just an ordinary guy, with music as a job If I could do it, the least you could do is give it a try There's no use, just sitting asking why these ballers rock Chains like a fallen chain just to stay fly Man I'm cool, with just a pair of reeboks and vans Some artists think they too hard to talk to their fans I might, battle just to keep this art sharp And maybe take a ride through the jewish part of Seward Park Where the view of Lake Washington is not too far But far enough, it might be a minute till the comeup And people keep asking how I lost this weight More work and less food on the plate, Man Just a simple plan with a little bit of self discipline To, keep writing, keep spitting, keep em listening To keep on doing what I do to get a salary My number one mission is to make my son proud of me I'm just an ordinary guy Sometimes I ponder if the consequence of all of this trying to be an artist is Harder then it needs to be, wipe the sleep in my Eye and sip the "? " cause the grind never sleeps I know time moves slow, we on the road again I hate leaving but I love coming home again It's like we only see the citys at night but Phonecalls and voicemails from home make me feel alright
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