It's me, myself and I
It's me, myself and I
It's me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
Yeah, yeah
The world has got a funny way of making us quit
The world has got a million ways of making us sick
I try to break my way out of these chains
I try a million rhymes
Not mine
I tried to break my way outta this cage
But I only get closer to the end of my line
In the fading lights
It's me myself and I
Me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
I tried to watch the television I had a vision
That the money's all mine
They try to keep me in a prison
Just listen, I got a radium mind
The world has got a funny way of making me quit
The world has got a million ways of making me sick
I tried to make it in a poor man's game
I tried a million rhymes
Not mine
I tried to break into the radio waves
But I only get closer to the end of my line
In the fading lights
It's me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
Me, myself and I
And I won't get mad
And I won't get down
The only thing I want is my freedom of sound
I won't get mad
I won't get down
The flies on the ceiling try to glue me to the ground
I try to break my way out of these chains
I try a million rhymes
Not mine
I tried to break my way outta this cage
But I only get closer to the end of my line
I tried to make it in a poor man's game
I tried a million rhymes
Not mine
I tried to break into the radio waves
But I only get closer to the end of my line
It's me myself and I
Me myself and I
Me myself and I
Me myself and I
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