Lyrics:
And they ask me why
They say why
And though my eyes can't hide that what they say is true
I feel no less the way I do
Guess I'm crazy in love with you.
In
for you
For you
Remember those times
I said I loved you
And I still do
Forget about Joe
He don't deserve you
I know I let you down
But I always
but gd look what i became
Started w nuttin in a little hovel til i took
A shovel and made it a thang
You dont want problems with me if theres problems
Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense with a ghost
I've learned, to do good plus a waste of evil
And do what it takes to keep a smile on the face
saying i'm so sharp and they know I keep that lean on me
Call me Joe Clark oh you don't drink to each is own
Double cup just to keep it cold all the hoes
listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side
Oh, it's what you do to me
(It's what you to do to me)
Oh, it's what you do
the sea
Wondering “is this me?”
What’s it like with a shell around your brain?
Are you self aware? Do you feel pain?
Do you think you can prove them wrong?
that you can see just what you've done
Your mind swayed by fairy tales and lies
In time they will push us down and make us fall in line
Fake promises
can't let up, I can't
Yeah, play by the rules, I do what I do, I've always been the same
Na-na-now-now, nowadays, I barely feel the pain
Pop out with
and Brenda still throwin' babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build coffins
( *phone rings* )
(Yo Moe, what's up?
Where you been, man?
What's up with the new sound?
I ain't heard from you in a while, man
What you been doin,
in love
Don't believe in cocaine
Got a speed-ball in my head
I could cut and crack you open
Do you hear what I said
Don't believe them when they tell
gone, then I throw my deuce up
Sip sangritas with your señorita, like me gusta
See what that early morning cock will do up to your rooster
I bet my
a motherfuckers boxing game
That's when they get they ass trunked
Cause when you're fucking with me, I'ma tear this motherfucker up
You're fucking with a dread
All these cats faking and frauding
Throw your mixtape in the garbage
Look what they doing for fam
All these niggas is lame
Came to restore in
by the morning
And no one has to know if we decide to go
What do you say we leave for California
If we leave our friends then we can be together
We
(What do you see? Who can you be?)
Reflected in glass eyes
looking straight back inside
The abyss is abysmal
There is no longer another option left
Lamarque is ill and fading fast!
Won't last the week out, so they say
With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day?
Before we cut
I'm that nigga, you should
Know, you should know, oh
Baby, I am not your average joe, no joke
Off them trees, lil' shawty gon' blow
(yeah)
I play with
breaking and entering
Through a business with them 'cause they can't break a commitment (no)
Look, I'm a magician, I belong inside Magic City
Got too much
You try to save me from what you're about to do
Claiming it is a sin, we are bound to partake
God's unwanted children, we are imperfect creatures
out to get high & supply
What you need Mr. Postman
Comin' through with all the mail What you need?
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
stars
Wanna mingle with the bars, yo
I look exactly like Grand Poobah
They know that they got the blind doobah
All of you niggas don't know what to do
you're with it come what may
Someday we'll be old and we'll do funerals like every single day, oh yeah
We'll see the children laughing
And we'll think
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