| Damn!
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| I beat my fist on the table again
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| My convictions are the fort that I fail to defend
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| You just pillage and pillage, woman you won’t give in
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| It’s only so many times that I’ll keep trying to swim
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| Well I can get funky over this here beat
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| Singing «expand the format!!» |
| and all that
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| But you just treat me like a doormat, no more rockstar or nice guy
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| I’m just getting thrown off the horse back
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| I could keep it cool and pretend I’m unaffected
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| Emotionally stable, no flaws detected
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| Except I got this addiction to addiction and lust
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| Baby I’ll obey you just say you’ll make me your must
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| Make me your bubba, guru goodoo child and crush
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| Chilli vanilla, silly gorilla, I’ll do what I must
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| Keep me informed, Im nearly appalled at my behaviour
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| No I won’t, okay I will, oh will I won’t, danger danger!
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| Hey OK alright I know I’ll do what you say x4
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| Yeaahhh
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| Hey OK alright I know I’ll do what you say
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| Hey OK alright I know I’ll do it cause you got me babe!
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| Everytime we fight we aggravate each other
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| Get loud, push back, make war, melt butter
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| I’ma let you know how it really is momma
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| It’s a bonfire burning in the middle of Summer
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| I stick it to the drama in the B-boy stance (yup)
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| I’ll burn up the page with a pen in my hand
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| But baby I’ve got plans to rip this hip hop mask off
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| Kick up, cast off the shackles of doubt
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| Cut the beat, i wanna kill the crap
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| I’m emotionally retarded I just happen to rap
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| This whole album is testament to that
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| In fact every song is like dejavu
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| It’s my kind of music, it’s my kind of blue
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| Alright okay okay its true alright okay okay!
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| I’m all ears, all yours, all fears, all flaws
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| All fired up feeling in the whole ninth room
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| REPEAT CHORUS x 2 |