Lyrics:
gotta go investigating shit, man?!
Shut up Kai. Thalia, play that message!
You got it
This is Captain Christopher Smith of the Aquarius 1
The year
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
Radio check check
Video check check
This is how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect
Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it
on my own
I can't look at old videos
Reminds me of all the dues I'm owed
The imbalance from all of the love I showed
Showed me young that it's a lonely
the platform
And what does the platform need to bridge the gap between your supporters
Being served by your brand and you receiving benefits from what you own
A new obscenity laced rap video from the cousin of an unarmed man shit to death
by the L.A.P.D. appears to threaten the lives of police officers
right)
I was a gentleman living in tenements
Now I'm swimming in all the women that be tens (woo)
Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
Now my
right)
I was a gentleman living in tenements
Now I'm swimming in all the women that be tens (woo)
Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
Now my
her attitude
Worse than before, never humble with no gratitude
Jealousy from different chicks, messages from random dudes
Got her head bigger than
the fuck are we
Skip down
Don't change up
Still the same from 1990
No taps
Transfers on the RTD bus
Cats be acting sus
I got one last message
I got one
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
people protestin' in Minneapolis escalated
As demonstrators were lashed by tear gas and rubber bullets
The main message here, the main message here,
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
I just hope you get the message
I did it by myself
freaky through messages
I shit on a bitch like who mess this is
Oh, she thought she was pushin the P
Shit, she posted a video twerking I slid up and told
There's way too much to do, I ain't gettin' sleep
The last time I got a rest they arrested me
Tell me a treatment for a video I didn't make myself from
and macaroni and a little bitty mouse
Take your time sending messages like you got a lot to spare. Leave my name out your mouth or I drag you by your hair
won
Message to my unborn son so he will know how it's done
On the real I keep it real from the beginning to the end
Making ends underground ain't no
out from that little one room and kitchen youve got. Its owned by my good friends in Cayman National Bank, so we have already moved out your stuff,
that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad video
Learned
We're putting everything down now
From papers daily rolling
Like thick blunts stacked and smoking
To videos shaky recording
And articles angry patrolling
Lil' Jewish princess, never recognized
Replaced the star of David for the ones in your eyes
So you popped a Vicodin and ran away from everyone
the video store
And where they write the town paper
The kittens pounce and rip the mouse
Their mother caught by the church
A point and click picture
are their husband and the baby daddy is on child support
Hiding the world from your kid got them under a fort
They tryna kill like it’s a sport
Spirit
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