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Higher, higher
Fire

Don't change your style now that you've reached the top
Don't choose your friends by what they've got
Remember beneath
um hum

Don't change your style now that you've reached the top
Don't choose your friends by what they've got
Remember beneath the glitter
I saw her drinking beer
Eatin' peanuts by the bar
I was pretty desperate and I knew she had a car
She said her name was Debbie
She was a friend
You're blind-sided, you're hypnotized
Fast talkin' and riding so high
But the gobblin's gonna get you by and by and by and by

There you go again
Out
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind
Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind
Waiting
an age of wonder
Truly we are living in an age of wonder

You'll forgive me if I seem somewhat vexed by your statement
However, um, if that is the way you
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind
Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind
Waiting
Denn wir reißen dich um

Wir sind Popcorn, Popcorn, Pop in ner Tüte
Und egal wo wir sind, wir verstehen uns blind
Wir sind Popcorn, Popcorn zwischen
there
Carry big guns, without bein parried
Yo, Cali n****s say its carried
Yo, don't waste your mind on time, don't chase the blind
Don't eat swine,
there
Carry big guns, without bein parried
Yo, Cali niggas say its carried
Yo, don't waste your mind on time, don't chase the blind
Don't eat swine,
up da dadan dada
Mind if I say something for mine
Cause it's about time, to get serious
A mysterious time, blind melons
It ain't no telling, if
question my karma 

E Double mack supreme  um I got cha  I'm in my land crusier pumpin' Junior 

M.A.F.I.A. 

I'm freshly dipped and I'm ready for
twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits

Hook

[Fresh]
I was the man in kindergarten and a pimp in first
A mack in second grade by third it was worse
to die, we multiply, by the hundred 
Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded 
Beatin' up your soundman 
Playa haters and players, we give um
as an indigent serf
And while foraging a meal of roots and potatoes,
You were attacked by a wild boar."
I said, "Well that sounds a lot like my last blind date,
that I'm a king already but not yet
Um what does that mean?
Nevermind just in me
I don't need to understand it, I just know that I'm free
Freedom
Um, for all these wild niggas (um, yeah)
Some bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Straight runnin' wild (realize) doing their thang, yeah
Say G (goo)
Say um, say T, say T (baby noise)
Yeah, say G (baby noise)
Say O (baby noise)
Say P (baby noise)
Say U (Baby noise)
Say me (me me)
put, nothin' in my notes, I'm not your host when I got nothin' to use 
Dues gettin' credited, now I debit my bank account 
Not on a blind date, could I
facelift
By my name of hieroglyphics you could say I'm prolific
I left something for lost ones who missed the space ship
All aboard these concepts beyond
Ay, motherfucker
Yo, funk doc, my man musiq, check it out

It's the doctor Bombay, da yellow hombre
Spotted like kwame for smackin' a blind date
smackin' a blind date for scratchin' my Hyundai
It's Doc way - don't like it, then move on
The bullshitter push a Yukon with bullhorns
Arguin' - what
of a nigga don't give a fuck about ya'
Won't even talk about ya', ho
You ain't know? I'm just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin' all by myself, without no
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he