Lyrics:
can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you (X3)
Yo what's up man, this is Ronald Master down with
to look that hard to see what a fraud it is.
We are literally insane as a society for ever accepting this
All interspecies fossil finds are proven frauds
six punches hold your head still
All these guys I know are gonna take a pill or maybe somethin' else
Got my boys Kleevlin and Angie here by my side
Oh
your intentions with me
Can't just let you fucking be
What is this, what are we
Been searching all my life for a guy to like, but I'm caught up by
Vision
We gonna make you doubt yourselves
No L's for us, we only give em out
All those can't be good for your health
All my guys enjoying our wealth
All
Joker's still out here
Waiting for the Grammy's
My mans Two Face's
Hanging out in there in the White House
That guy, he knows
What life is really about
My
throughout my life those are the rules that I've lived by
A sucker put his hands on me homie I'll give a guy
A jab, jab, jab, uppercut, jab
Get 'em a steaks
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the Shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for
shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But
time don’t linger
You better put dat ring pon her finger
You make sure she’s yours
All these guys want what’s yours
They’re gonna try really hard for her
to those who cannot act"
Outrage!
What is it now?
This whole affair is an outrage!
Signora, please
Now what's the matter?
Have you seen the size
through
Hard times are part of the life
My heart went already cold like the ice
I don't wan't to be this kind of person
Cause this man here is not the right
wha?)
'Cause he's not that type
Party people I'ma tell you what he's like, he's a regular guy
(Yo, I'm just like you)
I ain't different from those that
were prime real estate, you see
And if we could keep them nice-looking
We could charge more rent for the places around town
Now, I know you guys have
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm
Why is that important in my life? I'm like, ""What's this guy doing? 12:51."" My whole life is preparing for police questioning that's never going
praying for those
Seeing them on media they hurting the guys
I idolize got so caught up with image
Wanted to get what they was getting
And feel what
the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by
the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by
settle, settle for you
Just for you
Just for you
Are you really happy
Or is that what they told you to like
What about your dreams
Have you put them
on the shoulder, say, Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, Take care, guy!
He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
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