| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| This is me and some alcohol
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| Fuck the shit I’m about to ball
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| Primitive simpletons listening to these neanderthals
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| You can’t evolve — ain’t no excuses
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| But fuck you motherfuckers
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| All my new shit’s leaving bruises
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| I’m smoking on some Hades getting higher than what Zeus is
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| If we don’t know life, how can we know death?
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| Confucius said at first I’m blackin' out I can’t see shit
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| I want to be a millionaire, where’s Regis?
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| Telekinesis defeats my demons
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| My looks are hella deceiving
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| I do this shit for no reason
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| Competition was doomed as soon as they said I was breathing
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| So I’m here now walking through the club like I was Moses
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| Girls can’t put their finger on me
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| Stuck in my hypnosis
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| I’m the dopest, quote this quotable
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| Climb the rope up the totem pole
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| Time is so uncontrollable
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| I don’t know when the whole world will notice me
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| But I know I’m supposed to be
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| Sitting on the throne getting thrown off the potency
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| This ain’t even the coldest me
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| I’m just warming up
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| I’m about to grill the game
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| I got George Foreman luck
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| In a four door truck
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| With the windshield cracked
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| I’m just hitting home-runs
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| Move your infield back
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| I just reveal facts
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| And my shit will last
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| I’m just trying to stay young
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| Cross, beats, still smash
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| So don’t ask my glass is full
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| Why I got some ass to pull
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| I could die right now
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| So right now is twice as valuable
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| I could chase my dream
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| It’s palpable and I’m accountable
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| Failure ain’t allowable
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| Talent is surely powerful
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| But I’m still working making sure my crops are bountiful
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| The moon might move the ocean
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| But Russ gon' make these mountains move
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| Rolling up an ounce then poof
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| Disappears like magic
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| Somersaults inside my lungs
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| These blunts must do gymnastics
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| I’m just stuck here making classics
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| What the fuck do you do?
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| I’m smoking Pacalolo getting laid in Honolulu
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| These rappers need a Blues Clue
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| Best advice is just do you
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| Cause underneath those J’s I can see a fucking tutu
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| And who knew
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| Life would be this easy
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| Just do what you love
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| Then it’s Veni Vidi Vici
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| But right now I need a buzz
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| What the fuck
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| And I’m gon end it right there what the fuck
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| And where’s my cup?
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| Pour that motherfucker up motherfucker |