| Live from the mind of a loony tune lunatic
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| Who is this? |
| Ecid, in technicolor Zuba print
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| Dis the crew get drop-kicked. |
| DJ Pseudonym
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| I’d take a shot in the dick for this, sometimes you lose to win
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| I stuck to my guns like a super soaker shooting Kool-Aid
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| If only I knew I was shooting blanks at every new day
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| There’s no monetary gain in the truth trade
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| Flooding the food chain with fools gold til' we tooth ache
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| Fuck who you thinks cool, there not cool any way
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| Any day now the wind will expose those toupee’s
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| Because if ya play not to lose that’s a lose lose no matter who’s playing
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| I’m the win win and it’s a new game
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| Your kinda Dane Cook, but your not Jordan Miché good
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| So silly psycho he’s got Norman Bates shook
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| Ignored the strange looks and took a neon to Arizona
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| Two foreign exchange crooks scared to death of Sedona
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| I’ll never get signed unless I forge my own signature
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| And I’ll never give a fuck about what Weezy said on Twitter
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| I haven’t read a sentence since I invented reading
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| Stuck in between each line like is there even a meaning?
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight
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| I wrote this number on a hundred dollar bill
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| Then burned it to a crisp on lottery ticket thrills
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| Each scratch off defined by one simple syllable
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| Fuck gambling, man. |
| I shoulda been a criminal
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| In high school I was cool I had the bombest erb
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| Oh momma I just wanna be nominated popular
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| I could of gone on to Doctor or Astronomer
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| Instead I went to rap college and learned how to not get hurt
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| I wanted to be Larry Bird but he wore Converse
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| That’s Contraband where I’m from my jumper kinda wondered
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| Onward, fell in love with every little songbird
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| That let me tickle there tongue with the tip of my tonsil monster
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| Pigeon hole me «emo» at least I give a rats ass
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| I like a good cry and damn I look dapper in black
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| Bases loaded crack a smile and fake a bunt
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| There’s so much more to life than bitches and grape blunts
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight
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| Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight
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| Live by the dream die by the dream
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| Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need
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| Live by the dream die by the dream
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| Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need
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| Live by the dream die by the dream
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| Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need
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| Live by the dream die by the dream
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| Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need |