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Chorus:1 This is my time,(EXx)n l won’t lose hope, When l climb,(EXx)to e top l will elope, Wit no strings attached”(EXx) That means,certainly no twines or rope,(EXx) By e way m gonna be free n fair, U jus gonna have to allow me to cope,(EXx) Chorus:2 With my time, to not lose hope, When l climb, to e top n elope, no strings attached“ Meaning,certainly in absence of twines nor rope, Jus to be free n fair, Allow me to cope, Oh gee’ way me’ upon, as l work thru, to e other-side of today, the thang is, u see, m so a liked, filled up with gasoline; Ma mission’s being to spread gospels like Vaseline; I enjoy having something to has as say, Portraying Being patient, wen e lights of stop gone green, unlike whereas red, Jus like that yah; for show who’s super; U can shine a shooting star, No matter whom might are, Marker get it right, Aha then theres let’s sign an agreement, To try to establish you all your achievements, Like a genius in e studio, Do l gotta rub e mic, Well if so! There u have him picked, m gonna ought to be driving me u craziness’ Cos that is what m meant, created for this, making true, Moving u’ Whilst on e other handling handles’ handing me over a break thru” Solid across networks of obstacles like roadblocks, I has gotta unlocks, How why l in e world have l’ve l long stood For what on cue, Awaiting to shew, Grab e mic, come out, force strikes n chew, Filling e cues, with a subconscious peace of my finds, Out that my minds like, Aha is that so wise, Yes what l has to n do, Never e less, For more simply because l expect me to.