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The world's a weird place
Like if we've already talked about it
By now there's no reason for me to doubt it
One could say that I should already know

Business

Chipmunk

I Am Chipmunk

2009

minute
Unlike some their time won't come, 
I'll be in this limelight until my life is done

I'm just mindin' my business
Handlin' business, there's no

struggling Grace hard to find
When your life gets rough your faith declines
And you start to feel just not alive
I'd rather die than deny my faith
Shoot me up

And I'm hoping I'll work myself out of this job eventually
But in the meantime, I'd rather pass for a girly dyke
Than squeak by as a question mark
You know,

praying next to this bible
All my thoughts since you have left. Have left me suicidal
Matter fact fuck that I'd rather kill you while your eyes closed
Pick

loves company
I'd rather have you happy
Than have to deal with me
Mr monster Love Sappy loved trappy raps
But Hard in the Paint I ain't
Well acquainted

coming like it's 1846
I'm with the shits and fuck the fame, I don't want it; you can fucking have it
Won't chase celebrity, I'd rather wreak a fucking

coming just like the Bible said
People love their money more than their fam, betraying their friends
It just can't be like this no more, the white man has

ain't never have to ice my chain
I'd rather buy a place for me and my wife one day
Somewhere nice where we don't ever have to sweat no thing
And to live

principle
Either that or they just bitches by impulse

(Yeah)
And maybe my pride will get in the way of success
But I’d rather lose the bag from a nigga who

just stay hidden from the cameras
Dance like you my wife girl I think you found yourself a new anthem
Smell like old spice but I'd rather wear ice spice

believing in love
But I swear half of y'all just be needing a hug
The other half? You'd rather be demons and thugs
Seething from your past hurt
I guess that

circle make them square
And said my new place got some room but ion like that shit
And yeah the old crib got some memories can't go back there
I mean I'd

a waste of my lines
I'd rather vent to a mic
That's the thing that doesn't judge
It's the only way I feel alive
And if I never get to change the world

positive thoughts
Avoiding depression by any means
I don't like talking to people so
I'd rather put in a song
Put it in a song yea
I gat my homies we

greet me
Meaning I'm their inspiration so I'm one not to tamper with
Better cross your t's with a Jesus piece if you plan to trip
But I'd rather not

spot that I claim comes from my everything
I'll never change who I am to fill my hands I'd rather use my brain
To make a change in this world for my son

Marvin Gaye
By noventa seis I was living
In a city adjacent to a couple of places
Leave you black and blue if you be wearing red
Have you spilling red if

of speaking my mind
I'd rather go and smash that like and that's wrong
Got fiends and got fake friends but life still goes on
Focused on my sound when I entered

to say that I made it
Even if the touring gets old boring and crazy
I’d rather see the ending stale with my own eyes
Burnt, still I’d lie
 
And more than

reaching for that bottle
Can't get to sleep when I'd rather be
Living the shit that I've seen
I don't wanna be a fiend for the dough
Wouldn't be with a beef

could've told me about the sh*t on your mind
I'd rather hear you cry than to hear that you've died
And Kelly, I make a promise to you
I'll always be here

Freed them they could wreck shit
I'd hate if they attack you
When you least expect it
So let me introduce you to
My seven evil Lexes

OHH! I'm no Manic

don't really matter, I'm honestly flattered
Y'all think that I care but I'd honestly rather
Join up with my father who abandon my mother
Before you muse