I Mean
Stereophonic
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You know it seems only yesterday that I wrote that old time song of mine Both words and music of after the ball You know I have a great fondness for that old song Which I composed way back in 1892 Would you like to hear it Well I'm gonna try and sing it for you Of course I haven't got a voice like I used to But the sentiment is still there And I hope that you will enjoy it The same as your mothers did years, years ago Well I'm different, I only kill under three conditions Oh, what are those Not when there's wind nor when it rains And I have to dislike the person Slow it down some Who is this clown bum His flows sound dumb Hold him down, drown him I got a face that's ugly but flow that's awesome Keep that pace buddy and you be playing opossum I can hear your feet running to the drum beat The way I make knees weak call me Pistol Pete I keep heat creeps keep cheat sheets Can I get a sneak peak like a pre release Mom said get home your food is in the oven Lo and behold got cold repercussions Foretold my scolding like I had a scroll Forebode controlling exposed hoes I mean, I never ever show unclothed flows I mean, I never unfold my folks woes I mean, I never uphold my own told I mean, I've never owed dough to old bros I mean, I never talk on someone I don't know I mean, said I wanted keep it clean my brain saw this and jumped and fled Now I'm just brainless and stainless moving at a different speed You probably brainless if you think that you a different breed Achoo Sorry had a little sneeze Put my keys into my car and drop my cheese of at the bar To get a drink before I start to argue farther partner Call a doctor for the dollar that I drop into the parlor Dropped into the holler free from squalor dog white collar Never ever show unclothed flows I mean, I never unfold my folks woes I mean, I never uphold my own told I mean, I've never owed dough to old bros I mean I gotta ignite a fight I stop at the red light and pull out a knife You know we ignite some strife Right in this stupid fucker's life I mean I pack more lean than that one screen with Charlie Sheen Two men cut six in half leave three screaming spleens leaking Policemen seeking peace please chain up these released beasts I heard your priests feast with yeast in his beats I heard your deceased side piece bequeathed an unleashed beast Young and drooling dumb but blooming fun but moving up in schooling And now I'm drooling and dueling for new crewmen You can't convince me to stay, who do you think you fooling The thought of choosing leave you puking red like Putin Brain is moving and booming but you throw punches like hadouken I'm loosing brain cells while I'm snoozing after boozing I'm moving like I'm cruising for a bruising after using highfalutin High pollution no solution choking hope the tightness loosen Three conditions no wind, no rain, no premonitions I mean I'd never f*ck your mother like some of them other mother fuckers And their lovers fucking twisted with their sisters and their brothers She calls herself a Presbyterian not a pescatarian A fucking Shakespearean historian Who works on the weekends as a librarian When back in high school she was the valedictorian And when she had to have you as a baby the doctor said They would have to have what they would call a cut you open up, cesarian I mean I'd never call someone out when they was already feeling down But this happens to be the truth so don't say sit and shit down And when your daddy comes home and beats your momma on the weekend And then again on Tuesday cause he feels like a weak man I mean I never say never except presently Because my heart is aching but not pleasantly But when she comes home and says she eats meat but not on weekdays I thank god when I come home after church every Sunday
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Written by: Benjamin Cadle, Cooper Woods, Reece Rowan
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