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("Yeah baby. As he transforms to a whole 'nother being... Super duper.") |
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[Chorus) |
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I am the one that you might see around town |
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Giving up daps and pounds. |
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So high up but I'm holdin' it down, |
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Screamin' what up? What it be? |
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[Verse 1) |
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Step up in the place just me and my buddy, |
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Everywhere I go they screamin Kid CuDi! |
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Launching away from the helipad, |
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Running out of bud, re-up before I'm hella mad. |
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Hella like my dad in the sense of my ignorance, |
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Now I give a shit bout less more than a little bit. |
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One hell of a kid, and I kick it, |
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Lord willing pure feelin' to the tenth power |
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Mash on the pedal, float above gravel. |
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Weave through the city streets, |
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Seize what the people seek. |
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Please come follow a dude haters in the media call rude. |
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How do you conclude to intro the interlude? |
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The game runs dry, bringin' the lube. |
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Skinny as a fuck, still eatin' the food. |
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Hard to kill Cuder like Steven Segal yeah, |
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Haters applaud and they are appalled 'cause I see y'all. |
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Can't hide in your closet, stop it. |
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Be a boogie man, go do nothing beautiful. |
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Sorry, I'm an honest man, fuck it. |
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To my enemies: please squash it. |
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You don't want Cuder to transform to a maniac. |
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Kinda like Pat after plenty gin and tonic. |
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Say I'm not a lyricist you fuckers need to figure out the logic. |
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When I'm in rap mode it's nothing less than brolic. |
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Don't run on beats motherfucker, I frolic. |
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About... |
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Around... |
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[Chorus) |
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I am the one that you might see around town |
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Giving up daps and pounds. |
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So high up but I'm holdin' it down, |
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Screamin' what up? What it be? |
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[Verse 2) |
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I'm lost in the kool-aid, I made my own flavor, |
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Hawaiian super kush for everyone. |
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Givin' free blunts to the ones who wanna dig. |
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More than a man, super duper they feelin the kid. |
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Let us get it in and get out, |
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Exhale, inhale, eyes on the road seen foes, |
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They linger ahead. |
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Not really there, really here. |
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Nor here, nor there, not really scared. |
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But oh well, I'll still be where what they might see as the wrong path, |
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Embrace bad with the good, keep doing the math. |
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Trying to get it right so I can eliminate the pad when I scribble. |
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Beer pong, I dabble; Shrooms on occasion, depending on the persuasion and who I'm with |
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Ask Ron Price, I was nice when I was younger, |
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Yeah you was a Killer- "When You Were Young". |
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Though I'm 25 like I'm 16, first time high. |
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("Yeah, I tried telling them, I'm something totally different, honest. Hahaha.") |
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[Chorus) |
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I am the one that you might see around town |
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Giving up daps and pounds. |
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So high up but I'm holdin' it down, |
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Screamin' what up? What it be? [x2) |
