Lyrics:
gon’ win over and over and
Over and then you wake up
You still can’t believe it! You know
Why? Because you was lied
To by Google you was lied
To by Mark
in the wind
Hammer smashing by the hacksmith
Tell me how did the mammoth go extinct
Order by the gavel in the courthouse
Made it heard
Sentence into
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
I’m slashing up the track crafted by Pajama Sam
When I see your mom, I’ll offer that slag a mammogram
Trust me, y’all could never bust like this
I hold
If only you gone judge me for the way that I live
Then why should I let you in on the way that I live
If only you gone judge me for the things that I
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
down or there's gonna be a casualty
I be smoking zoots inside the god damn academy
Y'all bitches gay
That's some homosexuality
Hey, im so fucking caught
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
You said you're gonna get up off the couch
(you won't)
You said you're gonna put an album out
(you won't)
You said you're gonna go out on a limb
(you
of singles based on consumption
Because you guys don't consume full albums anymore
Y'all consume, like, two songs and then the other ten songs, nobody streams
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
to see is what you drivin so they can get a ride in
And nobody knows
Why the nigga with the flyest lo-lo got the ugliest hoes
Why the next man, pullin
mad I'ma ladies man pull up in a caravan full of chicks how I do it man
Call it a curse, call it a gift, I'm ya girls favorite rapper I see why you're
[Chorus]
(I'm comin'.)
How ya comin', baby?
(I'm comin'.)
This is how I'm comin'.
The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my
listening to this
Why did you force yourself to sit through this whole goddamn album
If you have such a problem with it
Also, go eat a dick or something if
Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with
Y'all mainstream rappers tried to kill the genre
When I can revive it by not smoking marijuana
I will also be a decent home own'a
I'ma 'finna own
Dodge her call like (brr)
Steady on top (steady on top)
Better believe
They keep praying on my fall, y'all better believe
I'ma die on top (die
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
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