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[Verse One] |
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, |
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Ever since day one, (yeah) |
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Been on a mission to get these people what they want, (uh-huh) |
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They all needin', got them lining up like lunch, (riiight) |
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Fuck coming in number two, goin making number ones, (ones) |
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Yeah nigga I'm really real, I'm like really good as they come, (yeah) |
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One-fifty-five on my heart weighs a fucking ton, (ton) |
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I leaves em' crispy, it's only fucking begun, |
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Picture me fallin' off, these other niggas like, huh? |
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Wait wha, what? |
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[Hook] x2 |
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See I've heard it all before, |
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They know not of what's in store, |
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This is a hit and I'll make more, |
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They'll come knockin' on my door, |
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[Verse Two] |
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Yo doggy-do, (do) |
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You talking shit, an all of that's cool, (cool story bro) |
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But yo you can't deny the simple fact that I rule, (I rule) |
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And that's why I'm a star and you're still stuck in school, (yeah) |
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Well I'm just sayin' ya know, it's like yellow people they talk a lot, (talk a lot) |
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Little dogs bark a lot, (they bark a lot) |
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Me? I'm making hits from when it's sun up 'till it's dark a lot, |
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Now I'mma keep em rollin, shout out my nigga Granolla, |
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Now I'm just beatin up the beat until I leave the CD swollen. |
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[Hook] x4 |
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[Monologue] |
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Hey Kyle! |
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Hey, uh. |
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Hey um, I'll be right back. I'm gunna go and do this intro-thing, about the album and the meanings to life and whatnot. It's a beautiful thing when a loser gets to live his dreams, especially when you think there's not many of us video game dudes who end up like me. And I mean it's hard being a teen and just thinking like, fuck I wanna sing. But I guess it's weird and I should have something to fear? Cause I was writing plays, instead of pounding beers. I told God tell me what you want me to be and I'll be it. There's a light and I see it. I swear it's true there these tunes and awkward dance moves, I can show it to you. |
