| The type of king who’s always doing things with girls that normally don’t be
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| doing that type of thing
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| My energy source got breath like baby corn
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| I teleports the woebegone to way beyond
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| My flavor’s all filet mignon and stay avoiding things that make me yawn
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| And isn’t nathan one of y’all can take me on
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| I focus when i focus
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| When i don’t i’m hopeless
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| When i do i’m dopest
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| Poof i’m finished surfing sofas hocus pocus
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| You speaking honestly it’s all an odyssey of curiosities and oddities
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| You follow?
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| Yo follow me
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| I work in tandem with the tragedy and comedy
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| I broke away to start a colony
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| Been working off my arse to build the work of art to tap the artery
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| A plateau might look far to you, it don’t look far to me
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| It’s looking near
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| Oh look a year
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| Oh look i’m there
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| Oh look i’m gone again
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| Oh look i’m growing again
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| Get off my groin again friend
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| Every single morning i handle boredom by being born again
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| I walk the border’s edge
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| The city’s boarded up that i was born and bred
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| Now it’s the new new york
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| The foodie york
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| The slender booty york
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| The eat your chicken with a knife and fork sort
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| But now the ball’s in my court and homey i am down to fight for it
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| I’m finished filling out the right forms
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| I’m on award tour with the life force for the life forms
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| The lush forest for the night forage
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| My boys are like borne and bond
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| These are bonds that i might forge
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| The proof he pure
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| He shoots he scores
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| And restores
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| My eyes is redder than mars' floor doing these tours
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| But someone’s gotta be doing these chores
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| And obviously not the breed to try and be a rockefeller or read forbes
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| You need only provide me a gazelle to leap towards
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| I invite the keepers of the faith to step forward
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| I promise that we won’t be ignored |