Lyrics:
I don't remember the last time I really ever had a nightmare so good
Being melted down and remolded from a gold flood, and hurricane an entire
I'm a Besalisk from the distant planet Ojom
The communes were too cold I
Badly wanted to go beyond
Outer space was calling and I couldn't resist
the scene of the crime
Here I am, still alive
I was a monkey
A bit of a junkie
I wasted my life, yet for all my crimes
I am alive again
So I danced with
Roadsart waddup
Let me tell y'all a story, man
Listen man, from here
I'm tired of fishscale wars stayin' in all green
New Balance sneaker,
from the Gladiator's eyes//
Speeka ain't a regular guy, is how we're out here, steady calibrating a vibe/
If it's a war going on outside, then I'ma kick
a warrant
English please, I feel like a monkey swinging through the trees
English please, can't hear you when you're lying through your teeth
Half of it
deflated by noon and so weak
My stomach's like a barrel of monkeys on a trampoline
My thoughts an underground circus
So obscene)
How long do you think sixty
such a tool
I'm from Minnesota. A snow storm in June?
I live in an arctic tundra. I’m so "cool"
In the summer time I wear shorts with sandals and socks
Whats up
Get up
Everybody get up
We('re) here
We('re) here
We aint going nowhere
Nowhere
Yeah
Get up
Everybody get up
We('re) here
We('re) here
You
for underwater
One for arctic expeditions
There's an underground river
There's a rocket on a train track
Feeling in my liver that says
"Please go find
Lacking sleep and food and vision
Here I am again, encamped upon your floor,
Craving sanctuary and nourishment,
Encouragement and sanctity
here, a dollar there, selling pictures of The King
to bring back to the coffers of the all powerful all holy Reverend Doctor D.W.A.Y.N.E
Love first
it's for the chorus eah"
Uhh if you're sure about count from three"
"One two and three"
She leaves me on seen that's all right
Monkeys wrong
A monkeys
divin', muffin,
Cold and fly like an arctic puffin,
Puffin whacky tobaccy
Hatin other rappers like I'm Helga Pataki
And I've been rockin this mic before
A monkey swings from left to right
He's trying hard to start a fight
His fists are clenched his teeth are bared
His eyes are fire his nostrils flared
callin' Brad my father
He more to me than a lawyer, he there every time I call him
Even though he white, he give me advice I ain't learned from
the club
My young niggas hop out and park
Bitch you standin' right by the club
50 shots thats not enough
200 shots that monkey nuts
Gucci Mane got monkey
Don't really know where my flow comes from yo, I just think
Open my mouth and there it goes
On the real to get with this you must be fast
If your rhyme
designs to do you harm
Oooh baby it's on
I'll be sweet and simple all night long
Pull my hair
Smack my ass
Make me your monkey
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Some splendid
Over there ya got that same ole shit
Here ya don't
Oh, no, you don't, gimme that, back
Now you sing the blues while your eye's black
Don't need
I grew from monkey into man,
Then I crushed 15 million with a wave of my hand.
I grew drunk on water turned into wine,
'Till I was slave
I grew from monkey into man
Then I crushed fifteen million with a wave of my hand
I grew drunk on water turned into wine
Till I was slave and master
demolish all of 'em, that's my sales pitch
One monkey done stopped the show, I'm from the Zou, I can smell shit
They wanna get violent 'cause their ladies
severe your head yo
Finish the battle
Ha
But I grab you by the gills for reals
These fishes wanna be out there on dishes but I peals
Out there
Like I'm
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