Lyrics:
Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it
By seventh period, he through wit it, it's
Here I am comfortable
In arm's reach of the black remote.
Here I am comfortable
Surrounded by stings and bows.
Let everyone else go.
Nights
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
inside a fantasy game
Far beyond vice, hmm... right at the edge of shame
An afflux of bilirubin exceeding everything
The remote controller falls down right
Brief intermission from the theme that I'm all in
I ain't even rapping no more dog I'm coughing
What do you call this category?
Not affected by
(Beat that motherfucker up, ?)
Say she wanna get with me
'Cause I blow it by the O
She know how to keep a secret
She don't let nobody know
She
shake spots
These motherfuckin clone fightin rollin pac
Fuck magazines, I get 5 mics for the source
For all this street shit my niggaz took it by force
10
flavours, in they solatos
Inspire young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his poncho
Sitting in my day care, yard is deco painted
Blessed by the drink
Upon the corners where we've seen it
Chased by the planet
Haunted by the medium
Sitting in my day care, yard is deco painted
Blessed by the drink
Upon the corners where we've seen it
Chased by the planet
Haunted by the medium
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
Can I see you when I'm bored tonight. live life by remote control. decay. misinformation. and re-write this situation. we're pacified from our youth.
was on.
I thought nothin' of it as I grabbed the remote
I pushed the power button, and I then almost choked
When I heard this aweful voice comin' from
Or just let it slip
Yo
Remote is ready, eyes wide palms are sweaty
there's Flintstones on the TV all ready, Wilma and Beatty
No virgin, I'm channel
of God
Mesmerized by the twinkle in the eye of a child of God
Hypnosis
With the flow it's
Like a program
Can't remote control this
I'm focused
Don't
runnin' with the pack
By the time I shut my trap you know I couldn't take it back
It's the way we set the wheels in motion
I said that's the way we
Putting that work in everyday hurting
You know that it's Showtime open up the curtains
Grew up in that south side don't open yo mouth wide
Live by
but steady brickin like a kilo
That boy be goin beast mode
Yall bout to break the remote
100 overall I swear that mans a human cheat code
Im a jersey
begging to give a way out
But how I'm gonna do it without both wrists?
My blood is now on his face
My body is crowned by flakes
You'd think there is
to goop
You wanna take it to the plane
Then I remote view
Just a Psi guy
Doing mind tricks
Like a Jedi
Made it back to
My body
So I guess that
I’m still
can't tell
At a cost that'll swell
We'll see some losses sure, and o well, if it's another guy's kid then what the hell
It's mostly remote done by remote
Mannn, by now y'all already know how it goes
Back up in this bitch once again, shoutout to cleveland man, that’s my boy Shmu, Sobol, my mom and dad,
just feeding you rope
To hang yo self, You too smart so they put you somewhere remote
Control you with they remote
To mode you to what they want
Maze
And still I turn it off and on off and on
Off and on and off and on
Circling over and over again
Because no matter what now I throw my remote into the toaster
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