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Love Needs a Fool

Chris LeDoux

Haywire

1994

She lives for the thunder, he lives for the rain
She was born in Manhattan, he grew up near Spokane
He found her sitting by the side of the road

I got clear vision like a Nikon lens
Bet on me bring the dice on in
No telling when the life gon’ end so
Too paid for a night off, ah yeah
Like

Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with

Bruh…

Lil Dicky

Professional Rapper

2015

being direct
I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press
I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess
'Cause they as real when

there's no faucets by my pillow
When I close my eyes
Album cover art by Tool appears
Pull up to the party
I been sipping' Robotussin
Shuffle through

detained
(It's too late to claim)
The time of absence measured by the grain
 
Well, what the fuck am I doing now
This life I've built is incomplete 
Every

Yo shoutout Von Prospa man, he dropped an album
Yo we got, we got Von Prospa in the building today man, yessir
For those of you who don't know

don't know what direction it's gonna go in
Or at what speed it's gonna go in
This project was like, all over the place
If you listen to Cruisin' By

on the mic when I saw him live 
Well i tried but I was too damn star struck 

I bump the five foot assassin on my way to Manhattan
Memorizing Biggie lyrics

There's no doubt about it
When there is a problem
What you need is real love.

Our Little Red Cap
Had a better plan 
Out in Manhattan
They walking hand by

bad things happen (too bad)

Then the good come after
What's my next chapter, that's the X factor(Rayoe)
I make salat for some blessing here and after

Sunset in Ibiza
I cried my heart in Napoli
By eating some pizza
Lovers in Paris
Serenade in Venice
And I would see the Northern lights too
Just to forget

I ain’t ya typical
Killin' these fools is ritualistic
Gifted and spiritual
Though it’s seemin' as if you too lyrical, they ain’t feelin' you
Watch us

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Hurt Feelings

Flight of the Conchords

I Told You I Was Freaky

2009

and say, "Let's go into town"
But they're all too busy to go into town
So I go by myself, I go into town
Then I see all my friends, they're all in town

I

action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action

too
This is just the mixtape but the album gon' slap too

Goteem Goteem Goteem by surprise
New music on the way, and you ain't know 'til yesterday
Make

that they can only survive through your genocide

Strike 1
Strike 2
Strike 3

Strike 1, the color of your skin is too dark
Strike 2, your hair is too

the kids, the kids in the area too that are affected by like pollution they can come and smoke the hookah too. And go like "This actually, like, tastes like

done away by the crossing hands

We'll heading for Poland or limbo or Lower Manhattan
Find myself running around
I don't know what it is
To get me

Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver

for the too far gone platoon craft
Billy clubs out fallen apple tree trunks
After apple seeds sunk well beneath them
My style sit's softly in a
Synapse

Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with

I’m focus controlling Manhattan
I double I triple I’m maxing
Only thing on My mind get them racks in
I stay hungry on God like I’m fasting
In my safe