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(Verse) |
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Empathetical speak with psychological beats |
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Theological feast with diabolical feet |
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Got it, now that drifts from my goblet |
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Space rage pimping still bumping in my rocket |
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Everything I say and do totally awesome |
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Wound up in my view without yo crew and now you awkward |
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Hawk in asylum, busting yo hymen, |
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Put yo phone up! I applaud, you Verizon |
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With the unlimited rag doll gentleman |
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Please hold me down, all I need, a little Vitalin |
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Or a little Aderol, one until the last call, |
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Two o'clock in the mornin', horny show, all caps off |
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(Hook x2) |
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Sunglasses after midnight |
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Cause all my angles are right |
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Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night |
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Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right |
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Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right |
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(Verse) |
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Flying like an eagle into the future, |
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Zap the bird, keep yo hoodie on, Zimmerman won't shoot ya |
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Scrub all the bullshit loofa |
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Awkward like tow dudes riding on a scooter |
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Fax on my shit, boat needs a loaded ruler |
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Sippin' Sambuca wit my star ship troopers |
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Fuck your fire power, touch a fire flower, cooper |
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Magic mushrooms, magic stars for you roombas |
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DMT for the ones who want to loose day |
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Rips from reality an seein' art future |
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Brush yo head right ova nineties soochas |
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Sittin' on the sofa while I practice Kamasutra |
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Ghost in the shell, loose yourself in the rumors |
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Cycle in the sky, come around like luna |
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Humor me, bitch, did you even see the shoota? |
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Age of Aquarius couldn't come sooner |
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(Hook x2) |
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Sunglasses after midnight |
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Cause all my angles are right |
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Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night |
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Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right |
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Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right |
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(Verse) |
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Sunglasses after midnight |
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Cause all my angles are right |
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Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night |
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Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right |
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Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right |
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If they don't get it, then fuck 'em, I'mma still fight |
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Fought the whole world that's up with these skeletors |
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This the metaphor, pleas open up the door |
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Lets see what's on the other side till we loose form |
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Strap another core, strap it to the sound core |
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Turn it up a lil' bit bit, waker still born |
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We a shit, like an audio cassette porn |
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Fucking with my head like my head is Michael Dorm |
