Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Oh, can I get your number
Oh, I just wanna spend some time you know
Promise I won't do you dirty
Give me one chance just to have
the eulogy
I do it brutally
Like if you see
Michael Ja White and Bruce Lee inside the UFC
So plugged in, call me USB
Norman Sann ScanDisk
I'm out the NORM.exe
dreams
I'm in a new crib, so big, I'm talkin' town size
Sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size
Yeah I gotta big head ho, I think it's crown
amazing
Live from California it's the Madlib Invasion, let's go!
This exercise in freedom is called The Liberation
I keep it fly by a process
the mornin'
You know, I dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside
Gonna wash my face
Grab my hat
Put it on my head
I take a walk downtown
(What?) that just came from
The eastern peninsula (What?)
Yo, uh
Wanna know something 'bout my right arm?
(Right arm)
I done flex so hard, I set off fire
the kitchen)
As you know these funerals is expensive (RIP)
Now I'm feeling cold, feeling distant
Pull off in a ghost now I'm haunted by
The living (by
laid back with mild manners
When I flip it's the opposite of dark Bruce Banner
Out the lab with soul and melodies in your ear
And just when it all
I come alive in the night, on some Bruce Wayne s***
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
F***in' with some new broads and they high maintenance
Intro - Sophia
I need a superhero, fly across the globe
Your secret is safe with me boy, only we will know..
Verse 1 - A-Lo
Baby I, love it up here
on the block block my shot I'd rather ya not
Climax of the plot drop from the top still never stop
The bottom I don't like but I know life
And I know me and I
with Bruce Lee - RIP -
Sing with NF, EM, Ed n Posty
Write a book that makes bestseller
As long as it ain't like Miss Leonards
Cantar en español al son
huddling drugs.
Got a wife I ain’t cuddling sluts anytime I feel neglected I’m remind-.
-ed I’m protected by something above only see me with the ones that I
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
cold kickin like they call me bruce
I had to cover my nose, not to ruin the mood
Because I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood
Smelled like
obviously.)
(I've got it, brian. here, bruce, do your famous...)
(Oh.)
(Bom bom.)
(Like this.)
(Hey, do the)
(Oh)
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't
'm a walking cheat code
Rivaled by my only sequel
At this time you know I'm all in, no reservation
The harmonies have been my calling, I picked up without
Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp
they know it
Back goin' brazy (yey), I whip the Mercedes (yey yey)
I'm back goin' brazy (yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (skrr skrr)
I'm back goin'
holly hah hah
Ye ain't know nothing bout that holly hah hah
Welcome to the woodz
clready told ya
Shitting on the game
I Wayne
Bruce
I gold goose
This
holly hah hah
Ye ain't know nothing bout that holly hah hah
Welcome to the woodz
Already told ya
Shitting on the game
I Wayne
Bruce
I gold goose
This old
The lyrical composer, I produce all legit
My name's Special Ed and yo, your name ain't
And I'm powerful in my stable mentality
Takin' MC's, yes, of any
This rap shit is in me
I just had pause for a minute ain't think about giving up
She don't know what she feeling
It's like 20 shots in my pants I
She call me Bruce Wayne
She really fuck with my fit
Cause you know it's all black
My cross it be hanging
Thief in the night
I move with the cash
You
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