Lyrics:
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
saw it
I was just so in love
With architecture and the
Modern space and the way they curated
The art i just asked would it be OK for me
To do
'cause damn it I'm still the
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(No lie) I might be
The best to ever do it, the best
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
tryin' to re-coop
I get down, ballin' like Kobe Bryant
You niggas is lousy, small things to a giant
How you gonna be swappin' up my style
And goin' off
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
yet
I've got the goals that a true artist might set
But am I good enough to justify the mindset
I'm not immortal, but something I make
Could be, so I've
vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They throwin' me out, you throw in
help her daddy who lay on the floor
Love isn't measured by how big you are
Love can be large in the tiniest hearts
The whole world is resting upon
help her daddy who lay on the floor
Love isn't measured by how big you are
Love can be large in the tiniest hearts
The whole world is resting upon
of some freedom
What a joke, you always had it
Now this can't be undone
You always hurt the one you love
Well at least that's what they all say
And in this
surrounded by killers
I'm with my crew
And they all see what I do
Yeah I'm constantly known as a ripper
I'm in my bag
And I'm well known as a tipper
I'm always
sent
cNcKIM made by other fallen ones their giant too
RcPHcIM ZEMZUMIM giants also this is true
cll these be satans but they aint even like HcLEL
Though
the playground been shot calling
Hustle with the best uh, but at all the rest of 'em
Let me chill they might be listening, you know they tryna get me
Fuck where
you, love me like you, love me)
(love me like you, love me like you, love me)
Love like you, love like you
Love me like you
I always thought I might be
for they self
The field real won't help gotta look out for ya self
That's I why I ride by myself
Ride by myself
Ride by myself
I'm riding by myself
I
promise me miracles, magic, and hope
But, somehow, it always turns out to be soap
And they might as well be Chim-Chiminey Cheree
(Those words all could
you met Tyler, the Creator
And the other members of Odd
Future how important was that?
GQ: They inspired you to record
Your first album, Nostalgia,
A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it yeah I be pacing
Bitch I'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but
Fee fi fo fum, I don’t fear giants where I come from
Spent my years in the dungeon, please don’t ask where I come from
I say, fee fi fo fum, I don’t
giants
I know they dishonest, I know that they lying
We gone be tyrants dont worry about it
In they homeland we bury bodies
Ignore the consequences, what's
voodoo science
In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin' skyward
Calculating May 5 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment
The arrival of the prophet
Might Be somewhere near this town
They Might Be Giants got lost driving around
Driving around
Driving around
They're still driving around
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