| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Madlib/Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Madlib/Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:12.551] | Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive |
| [00:15.147] | My grind divides fine through my divine eyes |
| [00:18.099] | It's primetime, you wish you could buy time but it's my time |
| [00:21.460] | Thoughts against I, blasphemy, it's like a vice crime |
| [00:24.636] | I roll 'em thick and I ignite mines |
| [00:26.944] | I don't even get high, I just get equally back in my right mind |
| [00:30.699] | I'm getting lethal with these nice lines, creeping through your speakers |
| [00:33.715] | Catch you sleeping like a thief off in the nighttime |
| [00:36.655] | Young Doms, none of you niggas correspond, b***h |
| [00:39.288] | Kick the **** out of the track on some Jean-Claude shit |
| [00:42.253] | Get the **** out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit |
| [00:45.209] | Shit ain't all good no more, y'all on your con shit |
| [00:48.934] | **** is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense |
| [00:51.479] | The whole city is mine, I'm the best off in my conference |
| [00:54.292] | Ain't feeling me? Fine, ain't gotta listen to my shit |
| [00:57.016] | You can hear about me from the critics all on my d**k |
| [01:00.315] | B***h, I've been thuggin' since the mother****in' ten-speed |
| [01:03.066] | Redbone on my handlebars, I like my b*****s mixed-breed |
| [01:05.910] | Fill a Philly Titan with a twenty sack of stress weed |
| [01:09.131] | Educated, at the stove I'm working recipes |
| [01:12.165] | Reputation say I'm robbin' just for recreation |
| [01:15.037] | Revive my enemy with gun-to-mouth resuscitation |
| [01:17.949] | Can't wait 'til this little p***y nigga pay me, I'm impatient |
| [01:20.914] | Let's go kick in the door and strip 'em naked, leave 'em stinking |
| [01:23.981] | No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over |
| [01:26.905] | The reaper snatched him, closed-casket, his family need some closure |
| [01:30.268] | And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points |
| [01:33.377] | Won't see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint |
| [01:36.220] | Staring at my future in my rear-view |
| [01:38.515] | Family cried some tears, I got some years, it ain't no issue |
| [01:41.327] | Mama where the tissue? Saw her breaking down, she just might cry a river |
| [01:45.004] | Murder one, she can't believe she raised that type of nigga |
| [01:48.125] | I tried to do right, but it only got your boy ****ed in the game |
| [01:50.603] | So I changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind tryna get this change |
| [01:53.668] | Niggas hate to see me getting it, traveling packs with a red dot |
| [01:57.281] | Pointed at your knot, trying to get what you got |
| [02:00.144] | When the rain and the pain gon' stop? |
| [02:02.341] | Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks |
| [02:05.739] | And I was watching for the ghetto bird |
| [02:07.564] | Ain't got no money for college so all I know is how to sack and how to serve |
| [02:12.166] | I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips |
| [02:14.798] | Got me stacking, almost splurging on weed, syrup, and whips |
| [02:17.683] | Niggas around my way be loving it, I'm Cadillac-in' |
| [02:21.068] | Blowing good alligators with the belts to match |
| [02:23.920] | I got an ounce with an ounce to match, bust it down, get back |
| [02:27.517] | Hopefully, maybe get the clique out the trap |
| [02:29.868] | I need dough like a bread baker |
| [02:32.166] | 24/7, got ready on the turf, player |
| [02:35.667] | All-day |
| [02:36.419] | Make 'em hop in the new coupe |
| [02:37.952] | Niggas been winning, that ain't nothing new |
| [02:39.033] | Forgive me for the sinning that they be doing in this business |
| [02:41.222] | Not using their words to express truth |
| [02:42.423] | Out in the streets with a screw loose |
| [02:43.762] | On the Westside I got the juice |
| [02:45.109] | Just tell me what you trying to do |
| [02:46.436] | She loving the crew and ain't ****ing with you |
| [02:47.733] | I go where the hood niggas get into it |
| [02:49.323] | I go where the bad girls go shop |
| [02:50.833] | Every window tinted but the rooftop |
| [02:52.350] | That money I just spend it to get you shot |
| [02:54.179] | Can they be hating? They got no reason |
| [02:54.990] | Right where they got me, the place I delete 'em |
| [02:56.907] | We kicking on weaklings just for they little secrets |
| [02:58.141] | I can't believe it, the shit that I'm seeing |
| [02:59.966] | I'm hearing they words, doing my reading |
| [03:01.337] | It's really absurd, not enough leaders |
| [03:02.958] | The shit that they feed you, it's just what you eating |
| [03:04.300] | They call me young Veggies, I make it go green |
| [03:05.885] | Uhh, I smash your whole team, the **** is you saying? |
| [03:08.399] | You got the candies, the niggas is spraying |
| [03:10.037] | To get away and take over the land, yeah |
| [03:12.531] | My mind on capital, I'm not just rapping, dude |
| [03:14.919] | I'm out to speak actual factual, watch how a master moves |
| [03:17.814] | You ball a fist, what that gon do? I'm from a city clapping fools |
| [03:20.694] | You off the tit lacking while watching me fashion stools |
| [03:23.596] | Shitting styles, you never had a hotline that I didn't dial (Hello?) |
| [03:27.509] | Little princes always trying to fit a bigger crown |
| [03:30.397] | But don't forget I sit amidst some seasoned gents |
| [03:33.148] | Them b*****s knowing he a pimp ain't even need to read the blimp (It was a good day) |
| [03:36.546] | Good day to O'Shea, a death certificate for anyone who lay in my way |
| [03:40.841] | You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my wake |
| [03:43.892] | Me being knowledge, be honest |
| [03:45.423] | You seen the prophet get sacrificed by the opps |
| [03:47.756] | It get ratchet when ratchets out and they firing |
| [03:49.760] | Residue on piñatas, wonder what's up inside of 'em |
| [03:53.167] | It's sure ain't no Vicodin cause it up and excited 'em |
| [03:55.892] | But they ain't get high enough, if you ain't succeed, nigga |
| [03:58.373] | Buy again and try again |
| [03:59.668] | It's the irrational type of nigga to John Madden tackle you |
| [04:02.571] | Steal your car keys and crash your coupe in the botanical |
| [04:05.547] | Wrap you with shackles, tangle you, pull from every angle, dismantle you |
| [04:08.791] | Watch your blood mixed with mud and stain the gravel too |
| [04:11.577] | Grab and shoot, ribcage open like a parachute |
| [04:14.575] | Close range, switchblade, poke 'em if it's personal |
| [04:17.618] | Bloodstains, gold fangs, mask on, no trace |
| [04:21.049] | Murder one, closed case, stolen whip, no plates |
| [04:23.725] | Half a body in the trunk—go to prison? No way |
| [04:26.483] | Speed off the Brooklyn Bridge before I catch a cold case |
| [04:29.551] | Realize I'm the voice, for those who do not have a voice |
| [04:32.277] | So I voice my ****ing voice, I don't have a ****ing choice |
| [04:35.583] | Cold-blooded, leave some niggas, well I hope you got insurance |
| [04:38.301] | Shotgun and shorty lift 'em like the potent in my joint |
| [04:41.325] | Barrels smoking like Red Auerbach |
| [04:43.531] | Still can't believe I'm getting fed on rap |
| [04:45.357] | I don't know what's louder, the pack or the gat |
| [04:47.963] | Woo! |
| [04:48.813] | My endorphins are morphin', absorbin' energy |
| [04:50.688] | Original copy, "A Tale of Two Cities" gets read to me |
| [04:53.338] | Reading Emerson novels, eating some Belgian waffles |
| [04:56.269] | Some powder go up my nostrils, my d**k going down her tonsils |
| [04:59.199] | What's up? Play with an abacus, I've been stressing like Catholics |
| [05:02.182] | That's the shit, a bit of that happiness in my cup |
| [05:04.881] | This generation corrupt, these people brainwashed with evil |
| [05:08.152] | My music is more cerebral, exploring just what you need to |
| [05:11.500] | So this your exodus, Church of the Methodist |
| [05:14.227] | Beating up the p***y, have her screaming like a exorcist |
| [05:18.008] | Ahhhhhh |
| [05:23.438] | Absorb it through your pores, the Lord with horns, a world war |
| [05:26.827] | Whores are more hors d'oeuvres when it's a world tour |
| [05:30.781] | O'Doyle rules |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Madlib Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Madlib Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:12.551] | Live like 95, I rhyme and come alive |
| [00:15.147] | My grind divides fine through my divine eyes |
| [00:18.099] | It' s primetime, you wish you could buy time but it' s my time |
| [00:21.460] | Thoughts against I, blasphemy, it' s like a vice crime |
| [00:24.636] | I roll ' em thick and I ignite mines |
| [00:26.944] | I don' t even get high, I just get equally back in my right mind |
| [00:30.699] | I' m getting lethal with these nice lines, creeping through your speakers |
| [00:33.715] | Catch you sleeping like a thief off in the nighttime |
| [00:36.655] | Young Doms, none of you niggas correspond, b h |
| [00:39.288] | Kick the out of the track on some JeanClaude shit |
| [00:42.253] | Get the out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit |
| [00:45.209] | Shit ain' t all good no more, y' all on your con shit |
| [00:48.934] | is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense |
| [00:51.479] | The whole city is mine, I' m the best off in my conference |
| [00:54.292] | Ain' t feeling me? Fine, ain' t gotta listen to my shit |
| [00:57.016] | You can hear about me from the critics all on my d k |
| [01:00.315] | B h, I' ve been thuggin' since the mother in' tenspeed |
| [01:03.066] | Redbone on my handlebars, I like my b s mixedbreed |
| [01:05.910] | Fill a Philly Titan with a twenty sack of stress weed |
| [01:09.131] | Educated, at the stove I' m working recipes |
| [01:12.165] | Reputation say I' m robbin' just for recreation |
| [01:15.037] | Revive my enemy with guntomouth resuscitation |
| [01:17.949] | Can' t wait ' til this little p y nigga pay me, I' m impatient |
| [01:20.914] | Let' s go kick in the door and strip ' em naked, leave ' em stinking |
| [01:23.981] | No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over |
| [01:26.905] | The reaper snatched him, closedcasket, his family need some closure |
| [01:30.268] | And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points |
| [01:33.377] | Won' t see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint |
| [01:36.220] | Staring at my future in my rearview |
| [01:38.515] | Family cried some tears, I got some years, it ain' t no issue |
| [01:41.327] | Mama where the tissue? Saw her breaking down, she just might cry a river |
| [01:45.004] | Murder one, she can' t believe she raised that type of nigga |
| [01:48.125] | I tried to do right, but it only got your boy ed in the game |
| [01:50.603] | So I changed my mind, now I' m back on this grind tryna get this change |
| [01:53.668] | Niggas hate to see me getting it, traveling packs with a red dot |
| [01:57.281] | Pointed at your knot, trying to get what you got |
| [02:00.144] | When the rain and the pain gon' stop? |
| [02:02.341] | Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks |
| [02:05.739] | And I was watching for the ghetto bird |
| [02:07.564] | Ain' t got no money for college so all I know is how to sack and how to serve |
| [02:12.166] | I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips |
| [02:14.798] | Got me stacking, almost splurging on weed, syrup, and whips |
| [02:17.683] | Niggas around my way be loving it, I' m Cadillacin' |
| [02:21.068] | Blowing good alligators with the belts to match |
| [02:23.920] | I got an ounce with an ounce to match, bust it down, get back |
| [02:27.517] | Hopefully, maybe get the clique out the trap |
| [02:29.868] | I need dough like a bread baker |
| [02:32.166] | 24 7, got ready on the turf, player |
| [02:35.667] | Allday |
| [02:36.419] | Make ' em hop in the new coupe |
| [02:37.952] | Niggas been winning, that ain' t nothing new |
| [02:39.033] | Forgive me for the sinning that they be doing in this business |
| [02:41.222] | Not using their words to express truth |
| [02:42.423] | Out in the streets with a screw loose |
| [02:43.762] | On the Westside I got the juice |
| [02:45.109] | Just tell me what you trying to do |
| [02:46.436] | She loving the crew and ain' t ing with you |
| [02:47.733] | I go where the hood niggas get into it |
| [02:49.323] | I go where the bad girls go shop |
| [02:50.833] | Every window tinted but the rooftop |
| [02:52.350] | That money I just spend it to get you shot |
| [02:54.179] | Can they be hating? They got no reason |
| [02:54.990] | Right where they got me, the place I delete ' em |
| [02:56.907] | We kicking on weaklings just for they little secrets |
| [02:58.141] | I can' t believe it, the shit that I' m seeing |
| [02:59.966] | I' m hearing they words, doing my reading |
| [03:01.337] | It' s really absurd, not enough leaders |
| [03:02.958] | The shit that they feed you, it' s just what you eating |
| [03:04.300] | They call me young Veggies, I make it go green |
| [03:05.885] | Uhh, I smash your whole team, the is you saying? |
| [03:08.399] | You got the candies, the niggas is spraying |
| [03:10.037] | To get away and take over the land, yeah |
| [03:12.531] | My mind on capital, I' m not just rapping, dude |
| [03:14.919] | I' m out to speak actual factual, watch how a master moves |
| [03:17.814] | You ball a fist, what that gon do? I' m from a city clapping fools |
| [03:20.694] | You off the tit lacking while watching me fashion stools |
| [03:23.596] | Shitting styles, you never had a hotline that I didn' t dial Hello? |
| [03:27.509] | Little princes always trying to fit a bigger crown |
| [03:30.397] | But don' t forget I sit amidst some seasoned gents |
| [03:33.148] | Them b s knowing he a pimp ain' t even need to read the blimp It was a good day |
| [03:36.546] | Good day to O' Shea, a death certificate for anyone who lay in my way |
| [03:40.841] | You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my wake |
| [03:43.892] | Me being knowledge, be honest |
| [03:45.423] | You seen the prophet get sacrificed by the opps |
| [03:47.756] | It get ratchet when ratchets out and they firing |
| [03:49.760] | Residue on pi atas, wonder what' s up inside of ' em |
| [03:53.167] | It' s sure ain' t no Vicodin cause it up and excited ' em |
| [03:55.892] | But they ain' t get high enough, if you ain' t succeed, nigga |
| [03:58.373] | Buy again and try again |
| [03:59.668] | It' s the irrational type of nigga to John Madden tackle you |
| [04:02.571] | Steal your car keys and crash your coupe in the botanical |
| [04:05.547] | Wrap you with shackles, tangle you, pull from every angle, dismantle you |
| [04:08.791] | Watch your blood mixed with mud and stain the gravel too |
| [04:11.577] | Grab and shoot, ribcage open like a parachute |
| [04:14.575] | Close range, switchblade, poke ' em if it' s personal |
| [04:17.618] | Bloodstains, gold fangs, mask on, no trace |
| [04:21.049] | Murder one, closed case, stolen whip, no plates |
| [04:23.725] | Half a body in the trunk go to prison? No way |
| [04:26.483] | Speed off the Brooklyn Bridge before I catch a cold case |
| [04:29.551] | Realize I' m the voice, for those who do not have a voice |
| [04:32.277] | So I voice my ing voice, I don' t have a ing choice |
| [04:35.583] | Coldblooded, leave some niggas, well I hope you got insurance |
| [04:38.301] | Shotgun and shorty lift ' em like the potent in my joint |
| [04:41.325] | Barrels smoking like Red Auerbach |
| [04:43.531] | Still can' t believe I' m getting fed on rap |
| [04:45.357] | I don' t know what' s louder, the pack or the gat |
| [04:47.963] | Woo! |
| [04:48.813] | My endorphins are morphin', absorbin' energy |
| [04:50.688] | Original copy, " A Tale of Two Cities" gets read to me |
| [04:53.338] | Reading Emerson novels, eating some Belgian waffles |
| [04:56.269] | Some powder go up my nostrils, my d k going down her tonsils |
| [04:59.199] | What' s up? Play with an abacus, I' ve been stressing like Catholics |
| [05:02.182] | That' s the shit, a bit of that happiness in my cup |
| [05:04.881] | This generation corrupt, these people brainwashed with evil |
| [05:08.152] | My music is more cerebral, exploring just what you need to |
| [05:11.500] | So this your exodus, Church of the Methodist |
| [05:14.227] | Beating up the p y, have her screaming like a exorcist |
| [05:18.008] | Ahhhhhh |
| [05:23.438] | Absorb it through your pores, the Lord with horns, a world war |
| [05:26.827] | Whores are more hors d' oeuvres when it' s a world tour |
| [05:30.781] | O' Doyle rules |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Madlib Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Madlib Freddie Gibbs |
| [00:12.551] | Live like 95, I rhyme and come alive |
| [00:15.147] | My grind divides fine through my divine eyes |
| [00:18.099] | It' s primetime, you wish you could buy time but it' s my time |
| [00:21.460] | Thoughts against I, blasphemy, it' s like a vice crime |
| [00:24.636] | I roll ' em thick and I ignite mines |
| [00:26.944] | I don' t even get high, I just get equally back in my right mind |
| [00:30.699] | I' m getting lethal with these nice lines, creeping through your speakers |
| [00:33.715] | Catch you sleeping like a thief off in the nighttime |
| [00:36.655] | Young Doms, none of you niggas correspond, b h |
| [00:39.288] | Kick the out of the track on some JeanClaude shit |
| [00:42.253] | Get the out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit |
| [00:45.209] | Shit ain' t all good no more, y' all on your con shit |
| [00:48.934] | is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense |
| [00:51.479] | The whole city is mine, I' m the best off in my conference |
| [00:54.292] | Ain' t feeling me? Fine, ain' t gotta listen to my shit |
| [00:57.016] | You can hear about me from the critics all on my d k |
| [01:00.315] | B h, I' ve been thuggin' since the mother in' tenspeed |
| [01:03.066] | Redbone on my handlebars, I like my b s mixedbreed |
| [01:05.910] | Fill a Philly Titan with a twenty sack of stress weed |
| [01:09.131] | Educated, at the stove I' m working recipes |
| [01:12.165] | Reputation say I' m robbin' just for recreation |
| [01:15.037] | Revive my enemy with guntomouth resuscitation |
| [01:17.949] | Can' t wait ' til this little p y nigga pay me, I' m impatient |
| [01:20.914] | Let' s go kick in the door and strip ' em naked, leave ' em stinking |
| [01:23.981] | No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over |
| [01:26.905] | The reaper snatched him, closedcasket, his family need some closure |
| [01:30.268] | And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points |
| [01:33.377] | Won' t see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint |
| [01:36.220] | Staring at my future in my rearview |
| [01:38.515] | Family cried some tears, I got some years, it ain' t no issue |
| [01:41.327] | Mama where the tissue? Saw her breaking down, she just might cry a river |
| [01:45.004] | Murder one, she can' t believe she raised that type of nigga |
| [01:48.125] | I tried to do right, but it only got your boy ed in the game |
| [01:50.603] | So I changed my mind, now I' m back on this grind tryna get this change |
| [01:53.668] | Niggas hate to see me getting it, traveling packs with a red dot |
| [01:57.281] | Pointed at your knot, trying to get what you got |
| [02:00.144] | When the rain and the pain gon' stop? |
| [02:02.341] | Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks |
| [02:05.739] | And I was watching for the ghetto bird |
| [02:07.564] | Ain' t got no money for college so all I know is how to sack and how to serve |
| [02:12.166] | I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips |
| [02:14.798] | Got me stacking, almost splurging on weed, syrup, and whips |
| [02:17.683] | Niggas around my way be loving it, I' m Cadillacin' |
| [02:21.068] | Blowing good alligators with the belts to match |
| [02:23.920] | I got an ounce with an ounce to match, bust it down, get back |
| [02:27.517] | Hopefully, maybe get the clique out the trap |
| [02:29.868] | I need dough like a bread baker |
| [02:32.166] | 24 7, got ready on the turf, player |
| [02:35.667] | Allday |
| [02:36.419] | Make ' em hop in the new coupe |
| [02:37.952] | Niggas been winning, that ain' t nothing new |
| [02:39.033] | Forgive me for the sinning that they be doing in this business |
| [02:41.222] | Not using their words to express truth |
| [02:42.423] | Out in the streets with a screw loose |
| [02:43.762] | On the Westside I got the juice |
| [02:45.109] | Just tell me what you trying to do |
| [02:46.436] | She loving the crew and ain' t ing with you |
| [02:47.733] | I go where the hood niggas get into it |
| [02:49.323] | I go where the bad girls go shop |
| [02:50.833] | Every window tinted but the rooftop |
| [02:52.350] | That money I just spend it to get you shot |
| [02:54.179] | Can they be hating? They got no reason |
| [02:54.990] | Right where they got me, the place I delete ' em |
| [02:56.907] | We kicking on weaklings just for they little secrets |
| [02:58.141] | I can' t believe it, the shit that I' m seeing |
| [02:59.966] | I' m hearing they words, doing my reading |
| [03:01.337] | It' s really absurd, not enough leaders |
| [03:02.958] | The shit that they feed you, it' s just what you eating |
| [03:04.300] | They call me young Veggies, I make it go green |
| [03:05.885] | Uhh, I smash your whole team, the is you saying? |
| [03:08.399] | You got the candies, the niggas is spraying |
| [03:10.037] | To get away and take over the land, yeah |
| [03:12.531] | My mind on capital, I' m not just rapping, dude |
| [03:14.919] | I' m out to speak actual factual, watch how a master moves |
| [03:17.814] | You ball a fist, what that gon do? I' m from a city clapping fools |
| [03:20.694] | You off the tit lacking while watching me fashion stools |
| [03:23.596] | Shitting styles, you never had a hotline that I didn' t dial Hello? |
| [03:27.509] | Little princes always trying to fit a bigger crown |
| [03:30.397] | But don' t forget I sit amidst some seasoned gents |
| [03:33.148] | Them b s knowing he a pimp ain' t even need to read the blimp It was a good day |
| [03:36.546] | Good day to O' Shea, a death certificate for anyone who lay in my way |
| [03:40.841] | You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my wake |
| [03:43.892] | Me being knowledge, be honest |
| [03:45.423] | You seen the prophet get sacrificed by the opps |
| [03:47.756] | It get ratchet when ratchets out and they firing |
| [03:49.760] | Residue on pi atas, wonder what' s up inside of ' em |
| [03:53.167] | It' s sure ain' t no Vicodin cause it up and excited ' em |
| [03:55.892] | But they ain' t get high enough, if you ain' t succeed, nigga |
| [03:58.373] | Buy again and try again |
| [03:59.668] | It' s the irrational type of nigga to John Madden tackle you |
| [04:02.571] | Steal your car keys and crash your coupe in the botanical |
| [04:05.547] | Wrap you with shackles, tangle you, pull from every angle, dismantle you |
| [04:08.791] | Watch your blood mixed with mud and stain the gravel too |
| [04:11.577] | Grab and shoot, ribcage open like a parachute |
| [04:14.575] | Close range, switchblade, poke ' em if it' s personal |
| [04:17.618] | Bloodstains, gold fangs, mask on, no trace |
| [04:21.049] | Murder one, closed case, stolen whip, no plates |
| [04:23.725] | Half a body in the trunk go to prison? No way |
| [04:26.483] | Speed off the Brooklyn Bridge before I catch a cold case |
| [04:29.551] | Realize I' m the voice, for those who do not have a voice |
| [04:32.277] | So I voice my ing voice, I don' t have a ing choice |
| [04:35.583] | Coldblooded, leave some niggas, well I hope you got insurance |
| [04:38.301] | Shotgun and shorty lift ' em like the potent in my joint |
| [04:41.325] | Barrels smoking like Red Auerbach |
| [04:43.531] | Still can' t believe I' m getting fed on rap |
| [04:45.357] | I don' t know what' s louder, the pack or the gat |
| [04:47.963] | Woo! |
| [04:48.813] | My endorphins are morphin', absorbin' energy |
| [04:50.688] | Original copy, " A Tale of Two Cities" gets read to me |
| [04:53.338] | Reading Emerson novels, eating some Belgian waffles |
| [04:56.269] | Some powder go up my nostrils, my d k going down her tonsils |
| [04:59.199] | What' s up? Play with an abacus, I' ve been stressing like Catholics |
| [05:02.182] | That' s the shit, a bit of that happiness in my cup |
| [05:04.881] | This generation corrupt, these people brainwashed with evil |
| [05:08.152] | My music is more cerebral, exploring just what you need to |
| [05:11.500] | So this your exodus, Church of the Methodist |
| [05:14.227] | Beating up the p y, have her screaming like a exorcist |
| [05:18.008] | Ahhhhhh |
| [05:23.438] | Absorb it through your pores, the Lord with horns, a world war |
| [05:26.827] | Whores are more hors d' oeuvres when it' s a world tour |
| [05:30.781] | O' Doyle rules |
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