Lyrics:
Point 'em to the true I am
They like you da man (You)
I say don't assume I am
They say you da man (You da man)
But who da man behind da man
Bouncing
to Sunday
Party we say
Party we say
Party we say
Thursday is the new Friday
Party we say
Party we say
Fun day to Sunday
Party we say
Party we say
two-by-fours
The Pac-Man dots ate like two times four
I could hear the quarters shaking when
I'm walking in the door
Hundred, billion, zillion points
You got
bro and never falter
Look
What’s the point of battle?
A petty situation by a bunch of kids gone taddle
You elementary flows
Embryos sense of knowledge
to relax and immerse in the world of imagination with creativity and a little bit of healthy distance in Your search for new solutions.
Edward engages,
there ever be peace, or are we all just
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
And I know there'll never be peace (uh-uh)
That's why I keep my
died on the impact
My shooter he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked
And put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that
Slide by
a different point of view
No No, nothing old, brand new
Living day-in day-out
Hell no, why does it feel different?
My brain goes Na Na Na Na Na Na
No need
face? They always hide it
The point? I'm right beside it
Your tape? We nevermind it
I've been going through phases lately
Seeing new places lately, I'm
I'd like to tell you a story
The story's old and it's new
It's about ghosts and ghouls
Desperation and doom
And darkening gloom
And conquering good
Different point of views, we ain't like you
Ya'll the same, they want something new
I'm just saying dawg, you do you
Where they find you at? Whoa, Timbuktu
So I take it to the max
Never relax passed the point of detacched
All I see is where I know i’m bout to be at
I'mma light up in this room regardless
gold index was up by 22 points yesterday, initiating eleven o five)
(While the financial and industrial index was also doing well)
(That is up by fifty
I wanted to spend my fucking day"
Drenched with sweat, I got an iced tea from the fridge
And walked up to the highest point of my yard
And sat in
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
missin'
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East point to New
>From East point to New York
It's Outkast runnin' through why'all
Allaljuah
Oh why'all
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess
seventeen, hit the halfway house
Get out and get his brains blown out, lookin' to buy some weed
Car wash is played out, new GoFundMe accounts'll proceed
fight like my life on the
Line that's my word yo this mic mine
By righteous design is how I write this divine prime
To Define too tight to unwind new
Poetry is the language of imagination
Poetry is a form of positive creation
Difficult, isn't it? The point, you're missin' it
Your face is in front
nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New
Besides two chicks at the same damn time
I wanna rip up beats from my man kloud nine
I wanna dip down state or whatever you call it
My new found
In the garden I'm eating the forbidden fruit
I'm finding it hard to abide by your rules
No point in excuses can't hide from the truth
So what should
be bringing some of my old friends and some of my new friends
But the whole point is (Redman in the motherfuckin' building)
We gon' have us some fun
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