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Dream Job - Yard Act
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Dream Job Yard Act

Dream Job - Yard Act
[Intro]
(Shut up)

[Verse 1]
We get down to the sound of a singular mind
And we like criminals when criminals are treatin' us kind
For the subliminal freaks with their invisible style who can't smile
Boy, you're on trial

[Verse 2]
I place a bet on a game knowing no one will score
And break a sweat watching the greats dragging their feet on the floor
Is it ambitiously weak to be proficiently poor
And still smile when on trial?
But still—

[Chorus]
It's ace
Top
Mint
Boss (That's boss)
Class
Sweet
Deece
Not bad
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