[Verse 1]
You should go and quit your job
And make all of those dreams come true
How is your self-esteem? Huh?
That's important in what you're about to do
Don't talk to your friends
Their opinion holds so much weight
And that doesn't make sense
Even your family
Parents just don't understand
Except for Will Smith, he's got a great understanding
Make the time
Drop school, and people, and work to play
Music all night
You'll make a dollar an hour, at least you'll like your life
And roll with the punches even when it feels like
You're getting fucking jumped but you're a real bad judge of it
Hold on tight, boy, might be a fuckin' hell of a ride
[Chorus]
But, but, but, they said it's a three-percent chance
That I'm gonna make it
That's a little bit less than what it is in my mind
But it's okay, I think I can take it
They said it's a three-percent
My friends, that's what they said
And then I sat there and thought about it
And almost believed it for a sec
You should go and quit your job
And make all of those dreams come true
How is your self-esteem? Huh?
That's important in what you're about to do
Don't talk to your friends
Their opinion holds so much weight
And that doesn't make sense
Even your family
Parents just don't understand
Except for Will Smith, he's got a great understanding
Make the time
Drop school, and people, and work to play
Music all night
You'll make a dollar an hour, at least you'll like your life
And roll with the punches even when it feels like
You're getting fucking jumped but you're a real bad judge of it
Hold on tight, boy, might be a fuckin' hell of a ride
[Chorus]
But, but, but, they said it's a three-percent chance
That I'm gonna make it
That's a little bit less than what it is in my mind
But it's okay, I think I can take it
They said it's a three-percent
My friends, that's what they said
And then I sat there and thought about it
And almost believed it for a sec
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