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to give a shit about me
Zombie gang all y'all niggas pace is
On some basic shit it's no wonder that you sound the same
So forever am I living staying out

Verse 1
The day he was born the cngels formed a bond beyond stars but sanctioned by God / “not getting along” was me and his mom's song that we sing

living too long in a bad neighborhood
I wanna pack and put this all behind us
So lemme tap into my frequency
Remindin' me of Kid Cudi
But first I need some

As a young kid i rocked brands like Tommy Hill and Polo
Now i'm pondering on the memories that are made
My mental souvenirs man i miss the 7th grade

Let me

Hey everybody, it's me
Spitfire on the beat
Yeah I know that I say it every track, relax
I just gotta let 'em know who it be
By now they see, I play

'm trippin'?
No prescription for this medicine, how the hell I'm sippin'?
One button I'm pushin', all that Ace havin' her eighty
Double up when I Kid Cudi ghost

no
I ain't got time for that, no
I'm nervous that she suspects
Always caring, never reflects
Show me teeth, growl like a human
Can't stand your

shit you 
I don’t believe it, you talk about me, you talk about me no no
I don’t believe It, I don’t believe this shit
I don’t believe this shit no no no

[Verse 1]
I woke up, guess you won’t see
A version of this world without me
But, if I have to go then, I’ll be
Perfectly fine, and you would be fine

got Pneumonia
Now I'm riding through the city, high rollers
I might go Kid Cudi, I'm a stoner
Used to have you with me, I'm alone now
Damn, my life so

miss the way I used to do
On summer nights with my version of you
We’d get fucked up at only 16
That’s the life if you get what I mean
We’re kids just

Like Kid Cudi shirt, shit could be a hit but it's gotta be money first
I rap with a sickness card, Iraq pistol pulling private, shh

Chris, I think I

no Kid Cudi
Nigga start getting money
Watch these bitches give you Cudi
I watch ion listen when they say the love me
I seen the toughest nigga turn

Baptized In Fire

Kid Cudi

Baptized in Fire

2016

love Scott, you love the Kid Cudi
I ain't no fucking slouch, show you what I'm 'bout
My energy is a bit too precious, too drenched in them blessings

good kids with no guidance
We was just riding out to our conscience
Bugg stayed down and so did Connor
I need rent paid in these next days
Got a lot

Aye, most wouldn't recommend doin' it my way
Kinda got some people lookin at me sideways
The kid came through, and he reppin Yahweh
Now I'm finna do it

of me
Trying to find a version that everyone wants to see
Will you ever believe
That I can become someone instead of no one
Gotta stay on the run
Gotta

Yada, Yada, Yada

Tech N9ne

Absolute Power [Clean]

2002

mouth
Nigga I never scare
Savoir faires everywhere
If you need me believe me its easy
To put hoes in shock to tizzie
Watch the wizzie
These

ride with two twin glocks a groom and bride
Can't catch no homicide so I gotta just do this right
So with this Kid Cudi huh
We'll take him from day

Fun summer runs in the sun
Old skool jams RIP Big Pun
Kid Cudi Hums on eight hundred and eight drums
Get outdone by me why you stunned
Been had it

or the streets in this tune
You'll hear about a boy toy who just wants to spoon
I know I'm a rapist but I'm no pedophile
But if I did rape kids I'd do it with

comes from the ground-up
Shaped by the elements
Like the last Airbender through generations I'm relevant
I do this music stuff Day 'n' Night like Kid Cudi

The Jam

Logic

Bobby Tarantino

2016

Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha!

What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name?
Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change
Still me and my

Emmet Brown you know the futures back
No Kid Cudi but I smoke that pack
Bitch wanna be on top but I fuck her from the back
Close your mouth quick before