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Elvis Presley
Or am I more like Prince
A light-skin king, only 5'6
Remember nights at the crib
When we'd record with only five cents
And even times

could not yet be put into words 
Skip forward a year, 1995 
A new album by Green Day comes into my life 
I'm told "this is punk" and I dye my hair green

demise
Judging they fear by the look in they eyes
My little scheme got em caught by surprise
Don't give info I'm a mystery
Take one step out and call it

one-two, one-two
One-two, one-two, one-two, one...
"'Cause for real, bro, I don't mind that"
...two
"I don't mind that at all!"
Ay, ay
I'm too faded (too,

at me and I can see
All my rivals been detected
Take a look at these
Titles I've collected
I was recording on the album
Went down it, there's just a few

think you're lit but you're dark as night
They say this life goes by so fast
You better buckle and hit the gas
Thought you left me in your past
But I'm

of you
Yo swag looking rusty you should prolly stop at a Jiffy lube
Whole gang animals, met 'em by the county zoo

We like causing chaos like the city

Evidence will prove I don't stay low-key
When I'm in a daze, don't obey no peace
I'm heavy on the rage and my aim grows weak
I could just gouge anyone by

beat like Chik- fil-A
My nigga bring another plate
The album is coming just wait on it
Jus like yo main, while she lay on it
I got a name so don't play

Buddha I'm that kid allow me to introduce
I just got it how I live I couldn't play it by the rules
And if I told you what I did you would say I was

and I get em
Writing new verse and I kill em
Killing the hate in the building

I make em' panic
Hide in this shit by myself
I don't do well with

the album I dropped for the street and I re-tarred it
Crack up on it like a phone screen All the bills blue if it's green, block it
I don't need a 10 in these

you're lost
Drop 50 something albums nigga then we can talk
Straight up
A quick reminder this a note to myself
Don't call it quits cause you know it won't

#This is the version from the original (norwegian)
#version of the album Red  (UMD 86505 Universal 1997)

I saw her first
She came around
The day my

it, just get a better tactic
Everything's been done, I'm just doing it better
After album 1, got consumed in this pressure
I don't like the way that I

Talent wanna murder me
People talkin' shit ain't even heard of me
I went from park benches at
Night to first class flights
Huh, that's what you call takin'

hell
I don't care about a double XL
But I'm still a freshman Oh well
Stack up because I'm trying to excel
Pull up in the coup SL
Fuck it if nobody want

you lost don’t you worry. I got you, come now follow me
Let me show you inside my mind and show all about my philosophy
Young profit spitting prophecies

know we moving miles
Tattered on my wrist
It's more than just a style
I'm living by the truth
I don't listen to their mouths
Buckle up
It's about to go

at night and can't keep my mind from wondering
About what it all means that I have ability to wonder what it all means
Did you know that nobody in this whole

It's funny how the time flies
Four years just flew by
Listening to my old songs
And i be like who's that guy?
It was just like yesterday
When i

feel like you gotta pardon Mike for taking over this Earth
And (?) sleepless nights and long flights
And I don't like discussions unless it concerns

and coming down
I don't know, see my name in them flashing lights
How these girls tryna crash the night
Day ones we stacked the stuff, gave an inch but we took

bark
I got to do it right
I'm thinking every night
Don't got to kill 'em all if they half as nice
You could just be another sacrifice
I'm gone