VERSE 1:
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Simple as dat for your simple ass,
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Ask about that pretty simple math
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I'm dreaming on Good for a sicker plan
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sicker than any other nigga could be thinking man
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I can't be a loser could've figured that
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I can't be a lame I'm cooler than that
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I feel I love the fame then I hate it back
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thinking, now what I should be twitterin?
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Why'd big bro take all the hot bitches?
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Dear god, me too, I like the hot bitches
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I'll be the underdog all along till I'm gone
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I will live through this song
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I'll be strong through the haters
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CHORUS:
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As simple as dat
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as simple as dat
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as simple as dat for your simple ass x3
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As simple as dat
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as simple as 1,2,3
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VERSE 2:
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uh, simple as dat for your simple ass
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Simple way I wish you woulda called it how it shoulda been
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they try to tell me they don't get it
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they don't know the deal
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now I'll be damned I came this far to let a fool live
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I gotta terminate the hate spread the positive
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but how to be, I'm whackin cheese into the little kids
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so I curse like a sailor and I smoke weed
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I am exactly who in all the rappers kids be
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and who they love,
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hands to the universe
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pop, into the drug addicts if they spit a Cudi verse
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mad little mama sits her down gets her out her purse
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long as the beauty lookin juicy and he's stylin on him
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CHORUS:
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As simple as dat
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as simple as dat
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as simple as dat for your simple ass x3
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As simple as dat
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as simple as 1,2,3
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Common's Speech
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As our hero seems to be dreaming in peace, a dark chapter unfolds storing Scott into the most eery and unstable part of his imagination. So intense he cannot tell his dreams from reality. This is the rise of the night terrors....
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