Lyrics:
self love, big lies
Can't waste good time time flies
Ah man let's just blame it on my ex
On my commitment issues you'd have been the next
Losing you is
to my crib and literally fuck the past
Psych!
Nigga, I'm doing something that you can't so your bitch is my bitch
But that don't mean if there's another
Original, no photocopy
(no photocopy)
Cntrl-C just stop dey copy
(just stop dey copy)
On a hyper-tek you dey walk with Two face
(you dey walk with two face)
think that you can even try to jump and touch me?
Stay down, you get back up you askin for another beating
You better start retreating, time is fleeting,
of 20 towns
Flights a faithless place
I eat another Milk Bar down
Yawn and wash my face
You know you're nervous when you see me sway
Too much time
prime like rib
Cage free from atom
That's energy you live by
Everywhere at the end of time
Back bone in the universe Like it's mine
Pick up the cross, put
Pardon me if this goes all over the place
It ain't really nothing
Honestly
Honestly
Dear Hip-Hop, I had to write you
Tell you sometimes I don't like
signs now are visible
Impartial now is critical
Inconclusive now admissable
Tell the tale of stale originals
Sunny nights and dark days
Led astray by
gonna do, sue me
By all means, man
That would be ultra neato
Bring me free publicity
As it is, I've got to generate it all
Juggle and eat fire
I depart
Need to find another place
Where love is not just tossed away
If you really care for me
Open wide these prison doors
And set me free
Mo Thug be the love
Slug for the perfect picture
Chronic bud to save your struggles
So somebody suffer, scriptures
Time to rip ya, hit ya really
Head by the daily, damn I forgot her name, think it was Hailey
Leave and come in a Mercedes
God damn, I'm crazy with rabies
Fuckin' around with
and tongue of Malcolm
Tellin' my publicist, fuck this government
Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment
Vacate the island, billions will start
and plan what's to come
We're never too old, sometimes too young
And it's never too late, still time to create
It's another day, and there's another way
the place
And I'll pull another playa's parts bags
Send searchin' for sex for six packs,
See I'm Simpsoning them all to the back
She even knows I'm
And I'm not going back
So click your heels three times
'Cause there's no place like home
We were carried by a perfect storm
We're not in Kansas anymore
Grab
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
of banger is on in the club
Nobody wanna hear you
Then a big foot step up in the place
Like I'm comin' in to kill you
Bang 'em earthquake
Every time I
I dont have alot of time cause i got work later
U prolly already know your no longer being catered
Isay the same thing to these women however
shackled up on some lame shit
Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship
Came a long way from the place that I started from
Ever seen a man's last breath
the key to winning grammies
As if its the key to fixing your sanity
Listen
Do you know what its like
Feeling as if there's no point to life
By the time your
I'm the beast from the east don't let me clip you in the head
I bet a mil you won't survive another set
Say my name like candy man consider me the king
And I'm sitting all alone, and I know
Why I've been waiting here, I want to
Cry, seeing all these faces passing
Seeing all these faces passing by
And goin' straight to the source
With this nut in my balls
Every time the blind lead the blind
Another one of my kind's outta sight and outta mind
I'm comin'
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