Lyrics:
or call
And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all
But I'll be home soon
And honey is there somethin' wrong
She said, don't bother comin' home
By
you go with
All I know is
Chaos theory Chaos theory Chaos theory Chaos theory
Sit and smoke a spliff I'm made for this
Beat my dick to pics of asian
I sit in the back of the chamber
Away from the strangers like I'm a big banger
Fuck ya theories clearly it's a myriad
Of weak characters and second
it, shake it
Don't you know
That I want you baby?
Hey y'all
Last call
Last chance to dance
Who
[x2]
I-I-I'm lookin' for some fun
Waitin'
the first lover in the land
The call me a lovin' man
I'm the first, the last, the best and the most
The women love me from coast to coast
From New
'Cause this is a battle, and it's your final last call
It was a trial; you made a mistake, we know
But why aren't you sorry, why aren't you sorry, why?
your theories might differ
It's passing just the same
When it's gone I hope I can remember
Who to accuse and who I have to thank
I hope that I'm your
the sun
We are strangers by day, lovers by night
Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right
If I'm with friends and we should meet
Just pass me by
memo
See I am a professional this is not a demo
In fact call it a lecture a visual picture
Sort of a poetic and rhythm like mixture
Listen I'm not
the sun
We are strangers by day, lovers by night
Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right
If I'm with friends and we should meet
Just pass me by
in
We are listening
Plead for attention
But it ain't good if you don't wait
It ain't good if you don't wait
I'm the plot in every movie
Yet my theory
You thought I was rich
And I am but not how you think
I live in a Tudor house
Under the freeway in Mar Vista by the beach
When you call I take my
(haha, here we go again)
Conspiracy Theory, international version
(The Evil Genius, Green Lantern)
Let's go
Does it make you mad when I switch my
take your last deep breath
Rappers got no arms like a motherfuckin' ski mask
I'm a lion that'll eat flesh
You a clown on the mic, Ryan Seacrest
Guess
by the one I love,
Now I'm taking off
With the things you taught me.
Wait and see,
This could be the last time for me.
Now baby, can't you wait
And when the dealer calls and has got you by the balls
You tell him that ya, you tell that ya had it from me
Now don't you know that I'm the American Son?
bring a new season
But if I'm honest
Right now еverything's dreary
So I hold on to my spring theory
(Hold on) Spring theory
(Hold on) Spring theory yeah
decent
Brush the dirt off, I'm the clean kid
Takes more than one try
Cut through walls, let the blood dry
One phone call, change your mind
I'll be gone by
The Braniac, the theory be conspiracy
Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty
Verbally call the Maniac and his attack dogs
Signing contracts
gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I want to get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
And I
Go ahead and call her if you want to
She and I aren't tied by any vow
Just do as you please if it puts your mind at ease
She means nothin' to me
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
or call
And I know this rodeo has been hard on us all
But I'll be home soon
And honey is there somethin' wrong
She said, don't bother comin' home
By
the
?Mack Control Theories? [Mack Control Theories]
Murder in the first bring 'em back down to Earth
[back down to Earth]
You niggas don't hear
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