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James Who Are You

Who the hell do you think you are Welcome the high-rise boys Welcome the star Boston Brahmins are making noise Who the hell do you think you are And

okay not to be okay. Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart. Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising, Just be true to who you are! (who you are

okay not to be okay. Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart. Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising, Just be true to who you are! (who you are

tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only Heaven's right above it We on It's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit it,

matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about you 2x) Don't give a fuck about you (fuck about you 2x) You livin' bout

are seven aknwoledged wonders of the world, you are about to witness the eighth. Standing in the spotlight, on showcase, twelve young men, who have given

ballin' hard baseline, fall through the alley oop Bam, comin' through this thang Like James in the air off the bare of my hand Nigga just can't pretend you forgot my name if you

to be actors So they play the Jesse James character And get they bones fractured You ain't got no guns, you off to the precinct Inside tuff guys are

Look If you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let