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shirt by Chams with my Sergio Valenti jeans
And my mirror never lies but it always verifies
I got more cheese and pepperoni than a homemade pizza pie
better get that man in red down my chimney
Cause I don't know how much longer I can last
Chorus
I can't wait
To sit upon his lap
I've got a very special
a drive by
Or Ray Ray get stopped by the one time
This ain't your crib don't drink the Kool Aid
Or touch the radio
Sit down before it too late
Buckle up
Another let down
Another disappointment
Another failure
Another bitter pill
I just want out
I just want it to stop
Just take me out
I just want it
emptiness
(When you learn to sit next to the ego...)
(...Rather than getting devoured by it)
I want so much more
So much more
(Silence, sweet silence)
hold you down
I said the devil can't hold you down
Why don't you raise your hands
You got a right to praise him (if you want to)
No matter the situation
these days?
You are some kind of lonely soul, you don't want to be down
We are two kinds of motion, oh, and I am changing too
I want to be just a little
You sit there looking clueless
As life passes by
You don't know if you can do this
I just want to change your mind
C'mon tell me what the truth is
I see you on the driveway
I knew you'd come through
We could sit by the fireplace
It's only us two you and me babe
It's just you and me babe Ay
I
and television cardboard houses x-ray vision, many little silly minds and things are getting lost at times, (I don't want to be bit by a spider) telephones
life pass me by
I will live my life
C'mon start living now
Don't dwell on why and how
Fight your way through all the gray
None of us are here to stay
Climbing the down escalator
To the frigid bardo (up, up, up, up, up, up)
Rise (up, up, up, up, up, up)
Kidnap yourself (up)
Don't call the fuzz
Sit the fuck down bitch you 30
Your shit just aint working
I keep a blade by my side
Im working you just get high
Bars got me splitting my sides
Got
I still did it for the vine all twenty-twenty (I ain't gon' do it)
'Cause my hips don't lie and my millions are pending
Heliocentric metaphor for my
all that bullshit I want to slang yay like Noriega
Sit back watch my paper
Collect like the I.R.S
As I kick it with 50 bitches all on my dick just
Ugh K.Y. Sluggah Sluggah
Tell em don't give me title just give yo rifle
Yeah yeah and show me yo idol
Ugh Ugh we ready to ride the car sit idle
the house, I'll get hit by a truck
I'm not gonna go out today
I gonna sit right here and wish the world away
'Cause I'm a lowlife, lowlife
I don't care
Finna flow this bitch watch this, look slide
Bad lil bitch with nice waist and ha ass thick
Know that ass clap and jiggle
I can tell by how it sit
'll fit in with what you do
But you don't notice, purgatory for your closest, I want you
I sit under the table wait for you to grace me with a
Crumb
the streets
When hip-hop was just cuts and beats
I seen Wildstyle, dug the scene
I want to be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean?
I started crashin'
Have you seen the size of my paws? The largest in all the land
Do you fear my bi-cuspid display? On my rear hands I stand!
Didn't it make you want
sad
I don't want to be mad
Coming up and falling down I don't think life's all that bad
Maybe it's a tad too much
Maybe it's sad cuz not everyone's
Having fun but I don't mean it
Ever since my heart was compromised
By some friend who left me
Chopped me up left me down to size
Where I stand
You don't come around here
You don't come around
You never come around
You'll never know what it was like
To sit alone
To sit by myself
Lying by myself
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