Lyrics:
Strange
And Doctor Jekyll, and Mister Hyde, they call me a patient
Damn, I'm caught in the matrix
Damn, I'm horny and wasted
Damn, that's fornication
the city
But I do still want to see you so
Call me, text me, something so at least I know you're okay
I'll talk to you eventually I guess
Love you
Bye
So
sin, and thieving,
I gotta keep pushing cause daddy told me that them Finney's don't quit,
I will never sell my soul before you call me home,
But if I
the end
We killed our lord and savior
And dance around on his grave
So when you see my rant on Twitter
You can call me and ideologue
The modern cynic
a science it's Ferrell that blades offer glory
Cycle repeating but breeding is stopped by the judge and the jury
Streets are never safe
Lower down your
or if it's
Mental ??asymetrics?? that makes me so electric
By spontaneous combustion an explosion is expected
A walking time bomb that can't be
or if it's
Mental ??asymetrics?? that makes me so electric
By spontaneous combustion an explosion is expected
A walking time bomb that can't be
feels he is being watched by more than just the curious deer
nd west Texas highway transients
t dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible
Dope fiend at the door he tryna score
I said I showed up with my niggas please don't
Make me
Arradon Arradon Arradon
Dope fiend at the door he
boosting
Others are saying they showing support get a bed because they sleeping
Working with people complicated circle tight for a reason
Call this a beat
Top shottaz are back
And you know this man
Me no speak a the English
I hit my dance like enrique inglesias
I'm cold as glaciers antagonizing nuccas
me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even
a loincloth and daisy chain
Smelling like I haven't bathed for days
Slaughtering goats and having satanic orgies by ancient graves
My teachers told me I'm
eye
I got connections with the underground
Call me a common rodent boy
Sitting here safe and sound
Some molehill mother sauntered by
Acting like
commercial from GEICO
Flo Progressive no Al Bundy methods
but a modern family far from perfect
but close as motive of hands on shoulders
let me show ya
Nineteen ninety style word to your mother
Niggas running a bad business, jerry hoffa
Modern day building a dynasty call me bakaffa
They want y'all
of J/They call it inspiration
Man in the mirror/Its' time to face the nation
Always shoot to kill/My answer to the Invitation
They shitted on me/Said I'd
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
on along
Come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear
The Swanee
on along
Come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear
The Swanee
of Jacob
House of david
Let me work my cadence
Modern day
Progression
Situations
Constricted
My prediction
Premonition
Youll be evicted
Convicted
the gift that was given to me
Insolence is rewarded with
Modern iteration of the Icarus myth
Far from the streets that I know
Far from the streets I call
drop, motherfucker cop
Old English, 800 on the block,
Way before sane eyes came to the spot
niggas used to hang out, and do the pop lot
And if we got
Cause all I want is call you by your name
Woman come here and pave the way
It's a masquerade hey hey
Call me by your name hey hey
I won't run away hey
Who
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