Lyrics:
I cant have the chemicals/
I need something to control/
Round and round and round we go/
At the Fun House, I can never tell what's real/
Break
to their car and drive to the DJ booth.
Signal the DJ by ringing the bell.
I see that Banksy left a post-it note for Anonymous, for Anonymous
It
Then I uber to her house then I ate her out
She a eater steakhouse left it in her mouth
Think I ate on the couch, then turned her around
Think the migos
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do
Suburban Houses
Opioid crisis by the ounces
And wives in blouses
Surrounded trees, kush and clouds around us
I'm glad you found this
I thought nobody
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
Ten drinks in me, I'm drunk
I left the party early tonight
All those empty conversations
I'm watching the cars and
The trucks whizz by
And I thought ten
You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like
deliverance
The ship is now in vision with vines hanging tight to its side
The light of the mayhem left behind is eclipsed by close-knit forest
That contorts
to check it out
Got a couple offers
Knew his whole family proud
Only a little time left to get them all at the house
One day we hit the corner store to grab
could not match
The prophet's gait worse
He forgot his own so he was left with
The unremarkable way the fox walks today
Right now
The pressures
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
a thin-walled flat
When i happened to upset
My neighbour, a gulf war vet
By playing this album moderately loud
He showed up at my door
Then started to shout, with
up
But I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye
'Cause look what an accident did to Left Eye
First Aaliyah, now Romeo must die
I know
the house
And you gon' have to pay me homie, I'm not leavin' this couch
Baby it's cold outside, we just sittin' by the fire
While the little duns is playing
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
hilariously
I left the house and miss tonya took care of me
I been through so much man i’ma need therapy
Fuck you and you and the ones u compare to me
Tell her
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
I'm heating up like cold pizza
Got an album coming, no features
I remember catching touchdowns with packed bleachers
Dropped out of college I was
I've been crowded by all these fakes
And the shitty advice
And Plus I hear they still compare me
But we nothing alike
Shit I'm the new version right?
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