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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
yeah! I’m so glad I made it
past the gateway drugs had to take ‘em
to know that cocaine’s so overrated if ya ask me
but this white woman singing dirt nasty
had me like it was 1980
i feel like a baby again, in the back seat
4am can’t get no damn sleep
while Paris Hilton’s man almost got his ass beat
talking shit in a hotel lobby
as i’m tripping balls off of wholesale molly
i know too much ’bout far too little
when we re:up i’mma solve this riddle
with too much blow now i gots to throw up
heard my flow girl i gots to blow up
so don’t worry ’bout the smell on my breathe
when Britton gotta buncha fattie rails on deck, next
is the ex, makes the sex, spectacular
lemme nibble on yo neck like dracula
until she climax
like i can’t believe this is happening
and she almost there it’s oh so rude
with lexi is yelling feekee’s dick is so huge
i’m so cool on the road to riches
it’s harder than getting with sober bitches
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i’m so glad you made it
congratulations, you graduated
past the gateway, girl gone and take it
but cocaine’s so overrated
Sum Difference:
Your love was purely overrated
Chasing a dream through the night
and I can’t tell if that’s morning light
or the after life…
four more xanax bars
and i’ll be levitating like the avatar
in bea’s pj’s oh so comfy
the way they hugs my nuts is oh so lovely
i got the bubble guts cuz of those muggies
i needed to eat cuz a nigga was hungry
from cheifing the weed gave a nigga the munchies
it’s a gateway drug and it’s killing the country
one toke at a time, provoking the mind
to try it here’s the strongest dose you can find
til ya overdosing comatose and ya dying
for some DMT you can smoke til ya shiny
a diamond in the rough, you know you remind me
of my ex-girl but i don’t give a flux
capacitor if we could travel to
the past before these drugs started adding up, i’d have to say…
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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
I want mugs and champagne
all them other drugs don’t mean a damn thing
a lil’ mary jane ‘il keep a man sane
in meanwhile i need to clean out everything
but the shroomies got me going off course
i feel like growing out the golf course
chilling on the green with Coachella in the distance
she don’t live in my lap but she really love to visit
i ain’t really on my pimping i was too into the drugs
wait til i’m alone, i can do it for the love
for now we in the moment that’s all on the hush
here come my homies and they all in a rush
now we all in a hurry with nowhere we have to be
they swear that the private plane’s bout to leave
cocaine at forty thousand feet
crack the mini-bar and go a couple rounds with me i wonder where
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Where are we? what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun
to form, crop circles in the carpet
sinking…feeling…
a weekend I wish we could take back
and relive yeah that instant playback
like an old sextape you can’t escape
ya built ya family then ran away
to fulfill ya fantasies the easy way
got ya popping pills to ease ya pain
caused from popping pills are we insane
lost in a loop so we see the same
problems sure to keep happening
hence the revolving door to rehab
when more acid make me go all spastic
but i still look good in my Roark jacket
arrogance made American’s psycho
that’s why paula left American Idol
wetrapped in a terrible cycle
i look at the man in the mirror and i’m staring at michael
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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
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Baby you so heavenly you got them devils on ya
sweeter than a melody, they just wanna keep ya cornered
lady let me set you free, i’ll give you everything you wanted
but I can’t wait forever, however, cuz all my niggas on it
They try to hold you down, when you wanna live it up
They tell me leave you alone cuz they been in love
and give me hell for it, but i don’t give a fuck
I say the same thing when they come around
____ You the best
The best I never had
____ You the best
I’m piloting a private jet, hijacked when no one’s there
Don’t know how to fly it yet but i’mma get up over there
cuz you over there, so you know i’m going there
quicker than an in-and-out so don’t nobody know it, yeah
Thizzing off that Andre Nicotina
While the woman of my dreams mix the nicotine with refer
Call me poppa call her momma when i see her
her body in a word is an onomatopoeia
We lock eyes like everybody leave the room
I ain’t being rude I call ‘em how i see ’em dude
And she don’t wanna be with you pups
So gon slow down ya screwed up
I’mma monster but still I wanna make ya mine
Them freak hoes having phone sex with Frankenstein
Gossip got a mind of it’s own
It’s alive but you know it’s a lie!
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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
she say she want whatever she like
but my name ain’t T.I.
and her friends so damn fly
it’s OK
ya see that i’m cool with buke, dani’s the dookey
yeah she the shit, like pookie i need a hit
new jack city, who’s that wit me?
kelsey she felt me when fools ain’t feel me, right
they respect they elders and take they vitamins
nigga stop lying
girl show me you a rider
I’mma nerd so ya know i’mma provider
I got my mind on my money i’mma modern day
satan, word to my momma paije
when it comes to love i’m an anomaly
i wanna happy ending like that movie Amilie
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it’s a hold up, gimme yo love
i got it sowed up, with plenty of bud
i’mma roll up have the FEDs tripping
but punks jump up just like Perez Hilton
to get beat down, Will-I-Am
they blogging about it but still i stand
to fulfill my plan and find a soul mate
in the meanwhile I wanna see yo’ “O” face like
oh oh oh, oh oh oh
give me that til ya can’t go no mo
i got another calling i put you on hold
my shoulder can be so cold
cuz i’m so fly i live in a danger zone
like mike, baby i say shom-on
to my place we’ll take it slow
just ride with me i’ll take ya home
and this time baby i’ll make ya moan like
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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
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She wonder why I never call her
I never call her,
I never call her,
but I’mma holler like a baller
I drink a beer for breakfast, a whiskey for dessert
lil’ bit of liquor disappearing like a wizard
that right there could make a sane man berserk
no prob, gotta cold bottle on the reserves
dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
woke up in the morning like, “I outta be rich”
ya’ll listening to that? it outta be this
black sheep drinking Cooks it outta be Crys
that’s deep as a valley girl, sound so shallow
with my Autotune shit on ya channel
when i really wanna cop a cruise ship
cuz i flow like swimming in the sea no paddle
oh my i’ve gone overboard
and i’m drowning don’t i know it lord
now but i won’t fall i’m going hard
i can walk on water showing off
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yeah and not get wet, no matter how many
mack-10’s ya’ll spit to defend ya’ll set
i’mma end ya’ll with, a school yard dream
of a mid-west bamma with a New York swing
like Babe Ruth, his dream came true
cuz he believed and you can do the same too
ya see, the closer ya get to ya dream
the further away it seems, i’m so close…
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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
Your breath gently brushes the back of my neck
As you move throughout these bodies.
I can barely hear my thoughts over your loud voice,
But you keep my body moving.
Eyes closed. Heart racing.
You move through me, and I move for you.
You are the rhythm of my night.
You are the beat.
Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
Chorus
Just because i’m losing
doesn’t mean i’m lost
(i’m on my mandela)
doesn’t mean i’ll stop
(so i’mma stand up)
doesn’t mean i won’t cross(?)
(so get them hands up)
(get them hands up)
Sum Difference:
Something inside, won’t let me die
and it’s more than just hope, it’s stronger than pride
and i know because i already had given up
you could say i was low key committing suicide
still night after endless night staring up in the sky
looking for God, what’s the meaning of life?
when i’m still alive for them to judge me with
with no guarantees seems to be reason enough for them to not even try
if shit aint moving nigga gotta get out and push
if ya get a little dirty maybe you should try douche
rest assured you’ll still never be as fresh but look
i’m Fish swimming under pressure, swoosh!
you the one stoned i rise tranquilized off the kush
don’t worry ’bout my ass just gon’ protect ya tush
a little confusing but sometimes when you jump off
the only way back is to make it across and
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life under the bridge is getting pretty ugly
an oxymoron, i know the city love me
and i be so lonely til them titties touch me
but just because we fuck don’t mean she trust me
cuz when i get it up she be thinking of me
but when i get a nut, i be thinking lovely
thoughts ’bout this white girl and the way she smell now
my old hood is saying that i’mma sell out
and no good, i don’t listen to the ex!
she was only really in it for the sex
ya turn around and she thizzing with the next
menage with mary to get rid of the regrets
the liquor woulda did it all on it’s lonesome
now we in a four some, and i’m getting closer
to death but before i go over the edge
i’mma make sure the whole world knows i was here
i swear, i’mma get it popping,
no is not an answer, failure? not an option
yeah, you’ll never put me in the coffin
til the day that everybody got me in the top ten
if i get to live forever that’s fair
yeah! if i get to live forever that’s fair
nah fuck it, i’d rather be a legend instead!
Thursday, June 11th, 2009
to find your dreams come true?
I drink a beer for breakfast, a whiskey for dessert
that little bit of liquor disappearing like a wizard
that right there could make a sane man berserk
no problem gotta cold bottle in the reserves
dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
woke up in the morning like “I outta be rich!”
ya’ll listening to THAT when it outta be THIS
Black Sheep drinking cooks when it outta be Crys
that’s deep as a valley girl, sound so shallow
with my autotune shit on ya channel
when I really wanna cop a cruise ship
cuz i flow like swimming in the sea no paddle
oh my I’ve gone overboard
and I’m drowning don’t I know it lord
now but I won’t fall I’m going hard
i can walk on water showing off
yeah and not get wet,
no matter how many Mack 10’s ya’ll spit to defend ya’ll set
i’mma end ya’ll with a school yard dream
of a mid-west bamma with a new york swing
like Babe Ruth, his dream came true
cuz he believed, and you can do the same to
ya see, the closer ya get to ya dream
the further away it seems
i’m so close…
To Kanye’s “I Wonder”…audio coming soon!…love IS love.
