Lyrics:
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
the music
We made is once again
Brought to the forefront let all the
Analysis fall away like yellow
Aged newsprint crank this record up
And realize the bliss,
you name it (whudd?!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She rollin' wit moa (moa!)
Talk to 'em like it (yuh!)
Khaled's the boss
Like Ricky's the Ross
do it by myself, grrah, grrah, grrah
My tour route'll leave a lazy nigga dizzy
Got more tracks than when a hair salon is busy
Flow for days like
a soldier boy at Ricky,
Just casino, no spades or pity pay
It's going down in the hood nigger, plenty action
I'm doing the dishes, you doin some thrashin
very pretty
He wants to fit in but it's all right
You can't tell him he ain't Jamey Johnson tonight, no, no
Everybody needs a go-to karaoke song
(twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
Dade County, you name it (what up!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She
But death is turning, so definite, wait!
They got me all hooked up to some machine
I love you, Bean, didn't want you to know I was struggling
Feels
a code we call shush
Fireman ladder flow, look at it, my bar is up
As you can see I'm a beast on the track
I'm even worse, I'm the hearse with the reef
mean? And I don't know
If it was even anger
But it was just the way
That you were getting all
Of your emotions out and now
I think your emotions
Are
live it
Get to da money by da bundle how I spend it
All my cars tinted but dey kno who? s in it
Same cool dude on da mic givin? you da bidness
The brase
the limit
Hold up now give me a minute
Flow the same I stay persistent
Media you know they spin it
Roll it up the windows tinted
You know we must fix
it from the jump, Derrick Rose knee (oh)
You can say I'm pretty smart how I know better
And y'all been winning like Pistorius, it's no feat
Bro, I can
Your thot need to get her look up
You plottin' on me, my foot up
Your squad ain't hard, that's cushion
That ain't sauce, that's puddin'
Tunechi
that you'll be defended
I will transcend and you'll be offended
Spend all our time on being amended
There is nothing that I won't contend with
I'm
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
up
Right when y'all finna leave the joint then I show up
Star-spangled up and my chain got cuts
Mr. T looked, saw my shit and went nuts
Starks
)
(Push up on it)
[Chorus]
I wanna see you push it, push it, push it
I wanna see you move it, move it, move it
I wanna see you wind it, wind it, wind
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
upright
At all this was the middle
Of New York Fashion Week
And if you followed
Her Instagram, every few hours it was a
New event with a new dress
New hair,
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
we hit the road and toured on
Our biggest record as a band as
You all know Hayley and I dated and
Broke up during this album cycle things
Then started
by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we
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