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and painters
Diamonds, fiancee's
cnd hipsters that say things
Like “this is too mainstream”
Low-class women, wit' expensive ass living
Shop to you drop, love by

and make art
cnd I'm influenced by many different people
Mediums and meaty ideas
So meet the shape-shifter
The mystery of syncopated beats
Were you listening

falsetto singing niggas for the streets
This ain't for the Radioheads nigga this for the creeps
This feel like a night of stars you better grant your wishes

after
Studies say that point five try to un-alive
Even though Surrounded by happy people and laughter
Part of that five percent
But I will say that I am

results
Humbly exchanging all of my hopes
Listing out your favorite artists by name
And attempting to listen without any shamе

Oh I've got a feeling (ooh,

On a Radiohead state
Oh no

Here we go again
Find another end
Nothing ever goes away somehow
When doubt is on the rise
You're going overdrive
Nothing ever goes

"If you like Radiohead, Aphex Twin, or Arca, you need to listen to this"
You are now listening to Sitting Pretty by the artist Hashdrowned
Just when

closer as I'm drifting by
Listen to Radiohead, pretend you like it
Then we could bump it in my Chrysler
cnd pretend that we were stylish
cnd we'll wear

descent from the rainbows
Before we went in blind
I
Was like shadows unmoved by light
I
Was like the moon without the night
Without the night
And then your

selling music today
An open source pioneer, siding near his fan-base
While Radiohead just creeps in from behind
Don't forget the dime
Thirteen cents

Radiohead

Ok computer
I swear I've gone numb
Ok intruder
Got my mind on the run
I'm in a stupor
It's the first of the month
I hope I got enough
I hope I run

rally

That's all I know

I'm a 90s addict with an addiction to Jane
I like my nirvana with a side of cocaine 
I live by fuck war peace kicks ass
I'm

trigger itching a nigger obnoxious
I'm going for a Oscar switching up the roster
Alone by myself I'm in brio eating pasta
Trap stop Brody in the corner off

hurt, no one gets it
But I must say you're 
Not that complicated

You walk by, hands in your pockets
We lock eyes across the hallway
Nothings there, you

Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah

Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By

on the clock
Cheddar fed by my beretta, no settlin for the block, uh
You could say that I'm a hustla lately
Been grindin on the come up for a plush Mercedes

never understand
Kanye's interview with Sway
They won't never comprehend how they led me astray
They won't never comprehend
While on my back how much they

[Originally by Radiohead]

I'm on a roll,
I'm on a roll this time,
I feel my luck could change.

Kill me Sarah,
Kill me again with love,
It's gonna

In My Backyard

Dead Celebrity Status

Blood Music

2006

I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced

the same person
I was Onika but I knew how to
Switch it up and have an
Intelligent conversation with one
Group of people
Get a job, ace the interview

they aint bullet proof
You want intel like a interview im a big dog shit aint minuscule
Im a big V pass the yadameen
I see envy by the collar greens
Say

an interview
(Yeah)
I don't be flirting, I call it an inter-
(Uh)
Badda-bing Badda-boom
(Yeah)
I like'em by the two
(Yeah)
I like'em with a little attitude
But

No More Interviews

Big Sean

No More Interviews

I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit
Somebody gotta do it

Look, no more interviews
I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude

we missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you) 

Now Star is mad I won't grant him a interview
Now he's dissing me cause he dissed you