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Turned Barney's ancestors into carbon back pressure
In the dummies guide to becoming smarter crash testers
I'm not easily blarneyed by artisan crayon

stretches out east of town
The smell of alfalfa and the taste of dust
A far cry from living in the upper crust
Out by the river where the black top ends

drop two platinum albums in a year like DMX
Keep on living in my light
And let my faith just lead the way
'Cause if I'm taking y'alls advice
I'm

ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums

("Don't taze me bro!")
Not to concel
Keep it surreal
Piss off the British press when I'm like, "Who's John Peel?"
The NME says, "Lars is well rubbish, his

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Each of these

sage
Who said I ain't on a roll
All my albums gourmet or Adobe in the sun or a jewel To your day
As long as women like it
I don't give a fuck what yall

you an expert. And if that's the case
By my count I'm right around a 100k
And nowhere close to even being done today
Catching sun rays. Like I'm

shamed, probably popping xans, trained by Diddy
Rocking a bun like he's Donnie Klang
“Stop trying to be Eminem” is what he'll probably say
‘The rebuttal'

bolts of a lightning
Couldn't have thought it would ever be like this
Hearing my songs hoping that I will make hits
Dream it, foresee it, then do it
I

That alone will hardly guarantee it
Music isn't fair by any meaning
My first album sitting for two years
Cos I didn't have the money to release it
That's

on you with
A chicken like Papa Shango big chain
Skeleton bones dangling while I'm mingling
Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton
(Rest in peace)

Uh

they say
Be careful what you wish for
I wanna ball out, like the 95 rap
Like we back in time
And these niggas buy albums
And I want that good credit,

hoe with me and me
She just want a piece of me like I'm Little Caesar
Pull up on a bitch, I tell her I don't need her
Got me acting like I'm John Cena

Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in

Working harder in the offseason than the Cleveland Browns
Here we go again with album number three
Not yet retiring like sensei John Kreese
So Croweman

I'll beat your weak muffin 
Decease you easily 
I wanna tell you a story about when I was 8 
Used to get beat and battered by the kid's that was in my

again like Groot
No-one really knows how to make it, I do
I'll have an album done by like noon
And ride the Milano with my Raccoon
I'ma keep makin' songs

speaking the truth Cause he don't believes in lies
LA Legend with John legend Singing by ya side
In maybach on ya album cover Look at the sky
A G member

and do it
That's why he like
That's why he call his album fruit music

bush
Burning lapakish
Backwoods by the tree load
No where close to equal
Beating up the beat slow
Making sure you feeling every second
Like an eighteen

beams, yeah
And your boy he so soft like a jelly bean

By the way i got 3 years and clean I don't do nothing
In the parking lot whip doing donuts
Got that

imminent
Just not how I thought
See I was sure
Like a beam seems I was wrong
But I've been thinking it's time a storm
came by and fucking cleansed me