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Yeah, fuck my life. That’s how I feel when I wake up.
I don’t see no light inside this tunnel of mine.
My girl just left, I guess that we’re gonna
Ooh, look at all this company coming round tonight. 
Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello. 
You really want to know? 
Well, I'll tell you,
la

Santa kissed me under the mistletoe
I guess I'm wondering how far this would go
We talked and drank until it was light
Then the bartender
Well I've got a car that's mine alone
That me and the finance company own
A ready-made pile of manufactured grief
And if I ain't out of gas in
companies, now I make millions for us

And through your different avenues of success
How would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?

By my faith
did?
We bugged out like two little kids, word
Jeff on the wheels, and me on the M.I.C.
A better combination there could never be
So let's go back,
little girl
You'll break boys hearts
All over this world
Then one day you'll walk out the door
And I know you'll break mine
You'll break mine

From
forbidden like pig
You can't fuck with the Zig-Zag-Zig

[Break: RZA]
Raise your sword, and praise the Lord
Enrage the war on this wicked society
Raise your
When you light that funny cigarette
Would you pass it back to me
I'm feeling a little down and out
And it'll keep me company
I'm just a long lost
nigga kids but she swallowing mine
And that's why you all in my mind
All in my line like caller number nine
Cause a nigga poppin' like Harlem in the nine-
[Intro: Method Man]
If you got it, light it up [8X]

[Method Man]
Ain't no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em
Little niggaz
deserve my kids to have a mother
And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin "woof-woof"
Who knows what I must face soon's I leave this recording
so I'm like look here
Just willin to get what I deserve my kids to have a mother
And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin "woof-woof"
Who
light it up
If you got it light it up, if you got it light it up

Ain't no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em
Little niggaz hugging
all the M-3's
Racin across the Tapenze
?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln
drivin like I ain't thinkin
Wit my hats and lights blinkin, let
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock

A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
rippin' this

It's the Grinch who stole Christmas
Climbin' down ya chimney
Kids open up they gifts
They all gonna be empty
Just like mine was
I hate to say
Anxiety, brothers trying me
Gun slingers, dead ringers

Yo, my slang's out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his girl
Way of life got me
of mine (a little sunshine in the rain) 
Oh, it's so hard to see, what we've grown to be 
We fight this world alone, yeah, and turn a life to stone
audi 5, yeah 



Chorus 



I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (I'm seein robots!) 

I'm seein -- goo goo gah gah, them ugly kids call me
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
three's for all the M 3's 

Racin across the Tapenze 

?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln 

drivin like I ain't thinkin 

Wit my hats
and took my Louisiana home
And all I got in return was a darn country song
This whole country wrong,
Oh, but you right, if you just put a little ice on,
wisecracks
Distorted for your get high you hijack
These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine
This the year of the grimy nigga, ragtime
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