Lyrics:
Once a lonely caterpillar sat and cried
To a sympathetic beetle by his side
"I've got nobody to hug,
I'm such an ugly bug!"
Then a spider
to be servin'" "What you doin'?"
"Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker"
"Tis the season, to be servin'"
Short than a motherfucker snatched up by one-time
Just to see how long it'd take
Then we'd lie, lie, lie to each other, babe
Been a serial monogamist and I'm serious that I don't miss
The arguments
Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat'
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if
inexperienced
But something about the way you look at me
Makes me feel like this could be something
I'm just curious, nothing serious
I know that the smart thing
of sticks by the car-load
No serial, chase no barcode
Got a serious face, don't talk, no
(What else?)
Cash out, ain't got no car note (What else?)
Nigga play,
you feel it but you've never seen it
I can't make up for days gone by
But I've got to give it one more try
I'm serious
Yeah baby dead serious
bobby
Get yourself another hobby
(if jesus practiced medicine
I'm sure he'd do it
Just like him)
Is doctor koop a man to trust?
It seems at least that
cold
And I don't feel special
The feeling I need to feel
In my gut I'm feeling something
Another woman, keep it real
[Chorus]
I, I had to go move
mind.
Cause you're a dead giveaway.
I can tell by the look in your eye
That you're a dead giveaway.
I'm finding out
What you're all about.
Once I take things serious now
You might have, come by now
If I take these cigarettes out
The lights out
In my house
He doesn't know
That I am
Her
politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that
a villain, so why try?
Fuck a block, I'm throwing a Glock party
Daring niggas to drive by
I came to smoke a son of a bitch
That went for his but didn't pull it
But when I saw you there dancing, mesmerized by your gaze
There was some kind of magic that led me away
Mi corazon es perdido a ti
My heart is lost
Speedin' like a satellite
Hog tied and stuffed behind the taillights, whoa
Come on
Hold fire, hold fire
I got second thoughts as I realise
I'm so
to the Record Lord
Come down...
[Wait a minute why'all wait a minute
Let's get serious for a minute
why'all havin' fun, I'm havin' fun
Everybody
years off 'cause my shit is timeless (yeah)
My core got my back so I'm standing on my promise (right)
Theses niggas only backed by they labels, they all
It's crazy but I'm frightened by the sound of the telephone, oh yeah
I'm worried that the caller might have awful news, oh my'
Who knows these days
bitch I'm serious
Young, no beard, get soup
Like gumbo with shrimp
Flyer than Dumbo ears is, bitch
And my dawg T was just rockin', ya heard me?
Hit
I am compassionate for you and how you died by suicide
None of what you or I or anyone with serious mental illness
Goes through, can be understood by
you're offended by this shit
I'm saying "Good, fuck you"
Tsk, I'm just playing
Really no, I'm serious, I'm not
(I'm dead-ass serious, I swear) I'm
Nah, nah, yeah
(Cake by the ocean)
Oh, no
See you walkin' 'round like it's a funeral
Not so serious, girl, why those feet cold?
We just
funny
By the bedroom light
Baby, don’t look at me
Like Freud
That could create a void
And get you thrown out
My love
’cause every day
I’m
In your face, all the time
All in your face when I'm kickin' my rhyme
All these faces in front of me
Face to face with Run-D.M.C
Knuckleheads
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