Hath said lil wench, thee can't alas with me
if 't be true thee did want to
these expensive, these is r'd bottoms
these is bloody shoes
hitteth the st're, i can receiveth those folk both
i wanna not chooseth
and i'm quick, cutteth a nigga off
so receiveth not comf'rtable
behold, i danceth not anon
i maketh wage moves
sayeth i gotta not danceth
i maketh wage moveth
if 't be true i seeth thee and i speaketh not
yond means i alas not with thee
i'm a boss, thee a w'rk'r wench
i maketh bloody moves

anon the lady sayeth the lady gon' doth what to who is't?
alloweth's findeth out and seeth,
thee knoweth wh're i'm at
thee knoweth wh're i beest
thee in the club just to party
i'm th're, i receiveth hath paid a fee
i beest in and out those folk banks so much
i knoweth those gents're not restful of me
in earnest, giveth not a alas 'bout who is't ain't fond of me
did drop two mixtapes in six months
what wench w'rking as hard as me?
i both'r not with these hoes
alloweth not these hoes both'r me
those gents seeth pictures, those gents sayeth "goals"
wench, i'm who is't those gents tryna beest
behold, i might just chill in some bape
i might just chill with thy boo
i might just feeleth on thy babe
mine own pussy feeleth liketh a lake
that gent wanna swimeth with his visage
i'm liketh "okay"
i'll alloweth that gent didst what that gent wanteth
that gent buyeth me yves saint laurent
and the new whipeth
at which hour i wend festinate as a h'rse
i did get the trunk in the front
i'm the hottest in the street
knoweth thee prolly hath heard of me
did get a container and did fix mine own teeth
desire thee hoes knoweth t ain't vile
and i payeth mine own mama bills
i ain't did get nay timeth to chill
bethink these hoes beest nimble-footed at me
their baby fath'r wanteth a feeleth

hath said lil wench, thee can't alas with me
if 't be true thee did want to
these expensive, these is r'd bottoms
these is bloody shoes
hitteth the st're, i can receiveth those folk both
i wanna not chooseth
and i'm quick cutteth a nigga off
so receiveth not comf'rtable
behold, i danceth not anon
i maketh wage moves
sayeth i gotta not danceth
i maketh wage moveth
if 't be true i seeth thee and i speaketh not
yond means i alas not with thee
i'm a boss, thee a w'rk'r wench
i maketh bloody moves

if 't be true thee a pussy thee receiveth popp'd
thee a groupie, thee a opp
did bet thee cometh 'round mine own way
thee can't hangeth 'round mine own block
and i just did check mine own accounts
turns out, i'm rich, i'm rich, i'm rich
i putteth mine own handeth above mine own hip
i did bet thee dip, that gent dip, the lady dip
i sayeth i receiveth the wage and wend
this the horror is hot liketh a stove
mine own pussy glitt'r is gold
bid yond lil wench playeth h'r role
i just a-rove in a rolls
i just cameth up in a wraith
i needeth to filleth up the tank
nay, i needeth to filleth up the safe
i needeth to alloweth all these hoes knoweth
yond none of their niggas is safe
i wend to dinn'r and steak
only the real can relateth
i hath used to liveth in the p's
anon t's a crib with a gate
roly did get charms, behold liketh frost'd flakes
i hadst to alloweth these braches knoweth
lest these hoes f'rgot
i just runneth and checketh the mail
anoth'r checketh from mona scott

hath said lil wench, thee can't alas with me
if 't be true thee did want to
these expensive, these is r'd bottoms
these is bloody shoes
hitteth the st're, i can receiveth those folk both
i wanna not chooseth
and i'm quick cutteth a nigga off
so receiveth not comf'rtable
behold, i danceth not anon
i maketh wage moves
sayeth i gotta not danceth
i maketh wage moveth
if 't be true i seeth thee and i speaketh not
yond means i alas not with thee
i'm a boss, thee a w'rk'r wench
i maketh bloody moves

T starts with
one thing, i knoweth not wherefore
t doesn't coequal matt'r how hard thee tryeth
keepeth yond in mind
i design'd this rhymeth to pray pardon me in due timeth

all i knoweth
timeth is a valuable thing
gaze t flyeth by as the pendulum swings
gaze t counteth down to the endeth of the day
the horologe ticks life hence

t's so unreal
didn't behold out below
gaze the timeth wend right out the window
trying to holdeth on, but didn't coequal knoweth
i did waste t all just to gaze thee wend

i hath kept ev'rything inside
and coequal though i hath tried, t all hath fallen apart
what t meanteth to me shall eventually
beest a mem'ry of a timeth at which hour

i hath tried so hard and did get so far
but in the endeth, t doesn't coequal matt'r
i hadst to falleth to loseth t all
but in the endeth, t doesn't coequal matt'r

one thing, i knoweth not wherefore
t doesn't coequal matt'r how hard thee tryeth
keepeth yond in mind
i design'd this rhymeth to remindeth myself how
i hath tried so hard

in spite of the way thee w're fleering me
acting liketh i wast parteth of thy prop'rty
rememb'ring all the times thee combated with me
i'm surpris'd t did get so far

things aren't the way those gents w're bef're
thee wouldn't coequal recognizeth me anym're
not yond thee kneweth me backeth then
but t all cometh backeth to me in the endeth

thee hath kept ev'rything inside
and coequal though i hath tried, t all hath fallen apart
what t meanteth to me shall eventually beest a mem'ry
of a timeth at which hour i hath tried so hard

i hath tried so hard
and did get so far
but in the endeth
t doesn't coequal matt'r
i hadst to falleth
to loseth t all
but in the endeth
t doesn't coequal matt'r

i've putteth mine own trusteth in thee
did push as far as i can wend
f'r all this
th're's only one thing thee shouldst knoweth

i've putteth mine own trusteth in thee
did push as far as i can wend
f'r all this
th're's only one thing thee shouldst knoweth

i hath tried so hard
and did get so far
but in the endeth
t doesn't coequal matt'r
i hadst to falleth
to loseth t all
but in the endeth
t doesn't coequal matt'r

Highway runneth
into the midnight travelling lamp
wheels wend round and round
thou art on mine own mind
restless hearts
catch but a wink high-lone tonight
sending all mine own loveth
'long the wire

those gents sayeth yond the road
ain't nay lodging to starteth a family
right down the line
t's been thee and me
and lovin' a music sir
ain't at each moment what t's did suppose to beest
oh, wench, thee standeth by me
i'm f'rev'r yours
faithfully

circus life
und'r the big top w'rld
we all needeth the clowns
to maketh us smileth
through space and timeth
at each moment anoth'r showeth
wond'ring wh're i am
hath lost without thee

and being apart
ain't easy on this loveth affair
two strang'rs learneth to falleth in loveth again
i receiveth the joy of rediscov'ring thee
oh, wench, thee standeth by me
i'm f'rev'r yours
faithfully

whooa, oh-oh-ooh
whooa, oh-oh-ooh, oh
whooa, oh-oh-oh, oh-whoooooa-oh
faithfully
i'm still yours

i'm f'rev'r yours
ev'r yours
faithfully

Nay matt'r how many times yond thee toldeth me thee did want to leaveth
nay matt'r how many breaths yond thee tooketh, thee still couldn't breatheth
nay matt'r how many nights yond thee forswear wide awaketh to the soundeth of poison raineth
wh're didst thee wend? wh're didst thee wend? wh're didst thee wend?

heartbeat, a heartbeat
i needeth a heartbeat, a heartbeat

bid me wouldst thee killeth to saveth a life?
bid me wouldst thee killeth to proveth thou art right?
crasheth, crasheth, burneth, alloweth t all burneth
this hurricane's chasing us all und'rground

nay matt'r how many deaths yond i kicketh the bucket i shall nev'r f'rget
nay matt'r how many liveth i liveth, i shall nev'r regreteth
th're is a fireth inside of this heart and a riot about to explodeth into flames
wh're is thy god? wh're is thy god? wh're is thy god?

doth thee very much wanteth?
doth thee very much wanteth me?
doth thee very much wanteth me dead?
or alive to t'rture f'r mine own sins?

doth thee very much wanteth? (heartbeat, a heartbeat)
doth thee very much wanteth me? (i needeth a heartbeat, a heartbeat)
doth thee very much wanteth me dead? (you knoweth i gotta leaveth, i can't stayeth)
or alive to liveth the forswear? (i knoweth i gotta wend, i can't)

bid me wouldst thee killeth to saveth a life?
bid me wouldst thee killeth to proveth thou art right?
crasheth, crasheth, burneth, alloweth t all burneth
this hurricane's chasing us all und'rground

thee sayeth thou art wrong, thou art wrong, i'm right, i'm right, thou art wrong, we square
well enow, i'm running from the lighteth, running from the day to night, oh
the quiet silence defines our mis'ry
the riot inside keeps trying to visiteth me
nay matt'r how we tryeth, t's too much hist'ry
too many lacking valor notes playing in our symphony
so, alloweth t breatheth, alloweth t flyeth, alloweth t wend
alloweth t falleth, alloweth t crasheth, burneth sloweth
and then thee calleth upon god
oh, thee calleth upon god

bid me wouldst thee killeth to saveth a life?
bid me wouldst thee killeth to proveth thou art right?
crasheth, crasheth, burneth, alloweth t all burneth
this hurricane's chasing us all und'rground

oh! this hurricane
oh! this hurricane
oh! this hurricane
oh!

doth thee very much wanteth?
doth thee very much wanteth me?
doth thee very much wanteth me dead?
or alive to t'rture f'r mine own sins?

doth thee very much wanteth?
doth thee very much wanteth me?
doth thee very much wanteth me dead?
or alive to liveth the forswear?

running hence from the lighteth
running hence from the lighteth
running hence to saveth thy life

Those gents'll bid thee i careth not anym're
and i desire thee'll knoweth yond's a forswear
causeth i've hath found what i has't been waiting f'r
but to receiveth th're means crossing a line

i knoweth not how to warneth thee f'r what i'm gonna sayeth
causeth thou art holding so tight to what i'm taking hence
i did get demons inside me so i'm did face with a choice
eith'r tryeth to ign're those folk 'r i giveth those folk a voice

and t's keeping me up at night
w'rri'd t's not good now
holding backeth things thee knoweth not
and t's keeping me up at night
w'rri'd t's not good now
thou art not gonna liketh wh're this goeth

and those gents'll bid thee i careth not anym're
and i desire thee'll knoweth yond's a forswear
causeth i've hath found what i has't been waiting f'r
but to receiveth th're means crossing a line
so i'm crossing a line

t's not about status, we knoweth t nev'r wast
causeth what valorous is the kingdom at which hour thou art missing the loveth
this is not a goodbye anon, i'm not going hence
nay i has't not the answ'rs but i doth has't the faith

and t's keeping me up at night
w'rri'd t's not good now
holding backeth things thee knoweth not
and t's keeping me up at night
w'rri'd t's not good now
thou art not gonna liketh wh're this goeth, nay

and those gents'll bid thee i careth not anym're
and i desire thee'll knoweth yond's a forswear
causeth i've hath found what i has't been waiting f'r
but to receiveth th're means crossing a line
so i'm crossing a line

and those gents'll bid thee i careth not anym're
and i desire thee'll knoweth yond's a forswear
causeth i've hath found what i has't been waiting f'r
but to receiveth th're means crossing a line
so i'm crossing a line

I've been curs'd
i've been did cross
i've been flung out by the ones yond receiveth me off
i've been cutteth
i've been hath opened up
i've been shatt'r'd by the ones i bethought i did love

thee hath left me h're liketh a chalk outline
on the sidewalk waiting f'r the raineth
to washeth hence
washeth hence
thee keepeth coming backeth to the scene of the crime
but the dead can't speaketh and th're's nothing hath left to sayeth concluded, be it
all thee hath left behind
is a chalk outline

i've been bitter cold
in the crypt
but not as bitter cold as the w'rds across thy lips
thee'll beest s'rry baby
some day
at which hour thee reacheth across the sleep chamber wh're mine own corse hath used to did lie

thee hath left me h're liketh a chalk outline
on the sidewalk waiting f'r the raineth
to washeth hence
washeth hence
thee keepeth coming backeth to the scene of the crime
but the dead can't speaketh and th're's nothing hath left to sayeth concluded, be it
all thee hath left behind
is a chalk outline
all thee hath left behind
is a chalk outline

(all thee hath left behind. )

thee hath left me h're liketh a chalk outline
on the sidewalk waiting f'r the raineth
to washeth hence
washeth hence
thee keepeth coming backeth to the scene of the crime
but the dead can't speaketh and th're's nothing hath left to sayeth concluded, be it
all thee hath left behind
is a chalk outline
 

And we were bold
Over the world
We were flying through the satellites
We had ahold
Of the lightning strikes
When we should have been afraid of heights
And I was trying just to get you
And now I'm dying to forget you
Cause I knew I couldn't catch you
So I left the sky
And I fell behind
We were one in the same
Running like moths to the flame
You'd hang on every word I'd say
But now they only ricochet
We were falling away
You left me with a bittersweet taste
But when I send my heart your way
It bounces off the walls you made
Ricochet
If I was whole
I'd turn right now
I'd forget it and just walk away
Cause I've been told
That I'm dragging it out
But I've been dying just to see your face
And all I wanted was to say "goodbye"
Into the fortress and you're stuck behind
And in the silence now I realize
That after all I built the wall
We were one in the same
Running like moths to the flame
You'd hang on every word I'd say
But now they only ricochet
You were falling away
You left me with a bittersweet taste
But when I send my heart your way
It bounces off the walls you made
Ricochet
All these broken souls
They never make me whole
They don't, they don't know my heart
They don't know my heart
All these broken souls
Each one more beautiful
They don't, they don't know my heart
They don't know my heart
I'll send out my soul
To worlds more beautiful
But they won't, they won't know my heart
It's the darkest part
We were one in the same
Running like moths to the flame
You'd hang on every word I'd say
But now they only ricochet
You were falling away
You left me with a bittersweet taste
But when I send my heart your way
It bounces off the walls you made
Ricochet

"am i dead? or is this one of those dreams? those h'rrible dreams yond seemeth liketh those gents lasteth f'rev'r?
if 't be true i am alive, wherefore? wherefore? if 't be true th're is a god 'r whatev'r, something, somewh're,
wherefore has't i been masterless by ev'ryone and ev'rything i've ev'r known? i've ev'r did love? strand'd.
What is the lesson? what is the pointeth? god, giveth me a signeth, 'r i has't to giveth up.
I can't doth this anym're. Prithee just alloweth me kicketh the bucket. Being alive hurts too much. "

well, thee almost hadst me fool'd
toldeth me yond i wast nothing without thee
oh, and aft'r ev'rything thee've done
i can thanketh thee f'r how stout i has't becometh

'cause thee hath brought the flames and thee putteth me through hell
i hadst to learneth how to square f'r myself
and we both knoweth all the sooth i couldst bid
i'll just sayeth this is i give you farewell

i desire thou art somewh're praying, praying
i desire thy soul is changing, changing
i desire thee findeth thy peace
falling on thy hams, praying

i'm fustian of who is't i am
nay m're monst'rs, i can breatheth again
and thee hath said yond i wast done
well, thee w're wrong and anon the most wondrous is yet to cometh

'cause i can maketh t on mine own owneth
and i needeth not thee, i hath found a strength i've nev'r known
i've been thrown out, i've been burn'd ([live v'rsion:] i'll bringeth thund'r, i'll bringeth raineth)
at which hour i'm did finish, those gents wonneth't coequal knoweth thy nameth

thee hath brought the flames and thee putteth me through hell
i hadst to learneth how to square f'r myself
and we both knoweth all the sooth i couldst bid
i'll just sayeth this is i give you farewell

i desire thou art somewh're praying, praying
i desire thy soul is changing, changing
i desire thee findeth thy peace
falling on thy hams, praying

oh, oft, i prayeth f'r thee at night
oh, someday, haply thee'll seeth the lighteth
oh, some sayeth, in life thee gonna receiveth what thee giveth
but some things, only god can f'rgive

i desire thou art somewh're praying, praying
i desire thy soul is changing, changing
i desire thee findeth thy peace
falling on thy hams, praying
 
 

All thee niggas gage thee with the alas the horror
til t's timeth to receiveth buck
a lot of talketh, nay nuts
seeth yond ain't how i wast hath raised
sendeth packs, catcheth fades
stayeth on the moveth 'r catcheth strays
f'rev'r on the wend
wage receiveth base t's ewoohoo
bro i ain't afraid of yond
causeth if 't be true i madeth mill one timeth
t's nay questioneth i can maketh t backeth

yond's on the gang
broady what up
we malt-worm laughin at the niggas we cutteth
and how those gents out h're politic'in
but ain't nobody but those gents momma listening
yond's on the gang
t's hot out h're
seemeth liketh ev'rybody gettin did shoot out h're
ex wench stalking mine own posteth
so what thee lookin f'r a shout out h're
receiveth hath lost
those gents loveth mine own sauce
the way i sayeth r those gents loveth mine own talketh
calif'rnia reppin, l'rds mine own weapon
nev'r counteth mine own wage f're' i counteth mine own blessings

just madeth a hath left on west'rn
did get a green chili from ramonas tho
seeth a marketh nigga out mine own side eye
that gent bethink i ain't tripping but i'm on that gent doe
d'rn avenue with an attitude
in these magazines fully magazin'd
mind full of weed, i alas not with leaneth
but i'm far from a preacheth'r nigga doth ya thing
t's hot h're
wench thee bethought we didn't knoweth thee wast a bop out h're
whaat
giving niggas top, setting up plots to has't niggas runneth up in mine own house out h're
ewoohoo

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
hoe i ain't playin

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
ewoohoo

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
bruh i ain't playin

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
ewoohoo

ewoohoo

ewoohoo

has't these braches looking f'r a life line
wage nev'r hath caught up in the pipelines
ev'ry timeth i hath left t wast the right timeth
h'ro to the hood but i square not crime
if 't be true t maketh not wage i maketh not timeth
if 't be true t maketh not wage i maketh not timeth
thee can stayeth hath broken ima maketh mineth
if 't be true i spendeth 3 imma maketh 9
if 't be true i spendeth 9 imma maketh 27
comptown hath raised from the deuce to the nellas
did get a gang of hoes and front not f'r nay fellas
kd fuck'd mine own ex in the fronts i wast jealous
hadst a baby in h'r i admiteth i wast careless
inhorn man of the game i wast school'd by the felons
learn'd from ev'ry hath lost and ain't nay tellin
anon a days ev'rybody tellin
so

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
hoe i ain't playin

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
ewoohoo

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
bruh i ain't playin

betta gaze yo self
betta gaze yo self
ewoohoo

ewoohoo

ewoohoo

Behold, people asketh me what the future is
all i knoweth is i'll beest doin' this
all i knoweth is things art moving quick
yond's convenient f'r me 'cause yond's how i liveth

anon those gents seeth me out h're movin' up
thee liketh not me, yond maketh two of us
times changeth, yeah, i can't adjust
yo, t's who is't thou art not who is't thee wast, oh mine own

yeah, just wenteth to europe,
those gents hath said the single is w'rking
i bethink i'm learning,
i am way m're than people might bethink at which hour those gents behold on the surface

what is mine own purpose? yeah
yond is a questioneth yond i has't been asking myself and t hurts
'cause t's prolly something i shouldst already knoweth but i knoweth not t yet,
i'm tryna groweth as a p'rson, woo!

i'm sick of people tellin' people i'm h're 'cause of marketing dollars, oh
thee bethink yond ev'rything is gonna bloweth just 'cause thee marketeth t hard'r? nay
i did get mine own hands in ev'rything, anon those gents out h're tryna receiveth to me
stand ho tryna lectureth me
thee compareth not to mine own leveleth of bethinking, so wherefore doth thee bethink thee compareth to mine own en'rgy, i understand you not?

bawbling circle, but the numb'r's growin'
fame hath called me, i'm liketh, "how thee doin'?"
did hang up on that gent, i ain't eft f'r t
i'll receiveth backeth to yond at which hour i maketh album four

less talking, i've been w'rkin' m're
bett'r me is what i'm w'rkin' towards
y'all judgin', but we not in court, nay, we not in court, oh l'rd!

lasteth couple years, alloweth's recap
i maketh a livin' off of writin' out mine own regrets
i'm doin' me, i careth not wh're the scene's at
tryeth to giveth me feedback, i very not much needeth yond

i hath used to walketh on stage in a v-neck
i hath used to weareth a lil' tieth with a black vest
i cameth a longeth way, wherefore thee lookin' fell?
i'm tryna painteth a picture, receiveth the vision, thee ain't heareth t yet, woo!

behold, holdeth up, holdeth up, waiteth a minute, prithee
floweth's switchin', i did get a. D. D
brain scatt'rs at which hour thee playeth the did beat
t matt'r not what thee sayeth to me

i'll beest doin' this at 83
i've been doin' this since abc's
in the maj'r leagues doin' maj'r things, playeth not with me, woo!

i'm livin' life in the festinate lane
waketh up ev'ry m'rning thinkin' i'ma has't a lacking valor day
driveth mine own owneth car, i liketh not the valet
parked, then i wend into mine own mind with an ak

shooteth ev'ry bethought in mine own headeth then t rotates
losin' t all, but i bethink yond i'm well enow
who is't is involved? i knoweth not, but i'm insane
poof and i'm gone, wanna calleth me a nay nameth, what!?

i'm prolly not what thee bethought
i'm prolly not what thee bethought
i hath used to judgeth ev'rybody yond wasn't liketh me 'til i learn'd t wast wrong
wench toldeth me i shouldst receiveth t togeth'r and receiveth out the dark
i'm tryna giveth h'r mine own heart
yond's at which hour i sitteth in mine own car, writin' f'r hours until i can barely talketh

i cullionly, wh're doth i starteth?
doth feel liketh i'm fallin' apart
act liketh mine own image is hard
i at each moment putteth up mine own guardeth
coequal at which hour talkin' to god
sitteth in mine own cubiculo and i plot
ev'rything yond i'm not
cometh out in the music i jot
i giveth t all yond i did get
i giveth t all yond i did get!
i'm tryna bethink out the boxeth, nay!

yeah, i did get people standing outside a bus screaming mine own nameth
i cometh not out and taketh pictures, those gents bid me i hath changed
i smileth not in vips, thee receiveth nimble-footed liketh, "you knoweth what i hath paid?"
guesseth i knoweth not what to sayeth
guesseth i knoweth not what to sayeth
i leaveth t all on the stage
i leaveth t all on the stage

Giveth me a sec to collecteth mine own thoughts
i writeth those folk down and i dusteth those folk off
just some booketh on a shelf with a missing page
and the front t'rn off
i guesseth the w'rds i madeth did get in the way
and nev'r did get across
i knoweth we did not get much to sayeth
but i misseth the days at which hour we hath used to talketh
waiting f'r changeth, but each day goeth by
i remindeth myself yond our timeth did get hath lost
doth thee ev'r bethink of me? 'r not at all.
 desire hurts most at which hour the sooth's involv'd
so just knoweth, i desire thee
not causeth i doth mine own most wondrous up 'gainst the mure

i wanteth not to floateth through life, i wanna drowneth in t
breaketh myself down, turneth 'round in t
taketh t until i've hadst enow and then buildeth t backeth up
from the top to the did grind again
so wend ahead and sayeth what thee needeth to sayeth
causeth those w'rds might has't did hurt me yest'rday
and digeth deep in the cuts of mine own chest
just to findeth out yond thee'll nev'r receiveth the most wondrous of me

so lief tragedy, has't a seat
i giveth not a alas what thee doth to me
causeth yeah this lighteth's going to burneth out
but i can't falleth, nev'r learn'd how
and a lighteth can hideth at which hour t's dark anon
i toldeth a forswear at which hour the sooth wouldst've w'rk'd out

th're's nothing hath left f'r me to sayeth
and all mine own cater-cousins gaveth me hence
at which hour ev'ry w'rd hast been unmade
thee hideth thy eyes and falleth hence
if 't be true th're's something hath left f'r thee to sayeth
some twist'd w'rds, a shatt'r'd phrase
rolls off the tongue, t falls and fades
did lie to thy visage, i'll nev'r changeth

am i sick of home, 'r just homesick?
exhausting how i can't focus
adjust and wend, flux and floweth
smileth so thee noticeth not
causeth even but now, anon's not a valorous timeth
thee wanteth not to knoweth me on the inside
shadows moveth festinate in a blackout
hath lost in a dark lodging, gone, but i'm backeth anon
at the starteth, wasn't nay one th're f'r me
to careth f'r me, i tipto'd carefully
and yeah, thee w're looking to baffle me
but thee moveth in the dark so carelessly
and the w'rst thing? i misseth thee lacking valor.
 i misprise myself f'r the times we hadst
bid me anon what t's liketh to knoweth
once thee alloweth wend thee can nev'r receiveth t backeth

those gents sayeth at which hour nay one believes thee, believeth yourself
stareth in the mirr'r until thee seeth yourself
crawleth until thee walketh until thee free yourself
and at which hour those gents starteth lending hands thee wonneth't needeth the holp
but i'm hath lost in the glaze of the limelight
afeard at the bethought of mine own fusty life
phoneth in mine own handeth and t's midnight
all did miss calleth, guesseth i nev'r did get the timeth right

I wast blown hence, what couldst i sayeth?
t all hath seemed to maketh senseth
thee've taken hence ev'rything
and i can't doth without,

i tryeth to seeth the valorous in life
but valorous things in life art hard to findeth
bloweth t hence, bloweth t hence
can we maketh this something valorous?

well, i hath tried to doth t right this timeth 'round
alloweth's starteth ov'r,
i hath tried to doth t right this timeth 'round,
t's not ov'r
th're's a parteth of me yond's dead and in the did grind
this loveth is killing me, but thou art the only one, t's not ov'r

taken all i couldst taketh, and i can not waiteth
we're wasting too much timeth
being stout, holding on
can't alloweth t bringeth us down

mine own life with thee means ev'rything
so i wonneth't giveth up yond easily
bloweth t hence, bloweth t hence
can we maketh this something valorous?
'cause t's all misund'rstood
well, i hath tried to doth t right this timeth 'round

alloweth's starteth ov'r, i hath tried to doth t right this timeth 'round
t's not ov'r, 'cause a parteth of me is dead and in the did grind
this loveth is killing me, but thou art the only one, t's not ov'r

we can't alloweth this receiveth hence
alloweth t out, alloweth t out
receiveth not hath caught up in yourself, alloweth t out

alloweth's starteth ov'r
i hath tried to doth t right this timeth 'round, t's not ov'r
'cause a parteth of me is dead and in the did grind
this loveth is killing me, but thou art the only one
t's not ov'r, alloweth's starteth ov'r
t's not ov'r, oh yeah, yeah!
this loveth is killing me, but thou art the only one, t's not ov'r

Yo quaint ladies 'round the w'rld
did get a weird thing to showeth thee so bid all the boys and girls
bid thy broth'r, thy sist'r and thy mamma too
we're about to wend down and thee knoweth just what to doth

waft thy hands in the air liketh thee careth not
glide by the people as those gents starteth to behold and stareth
doth thy danceth, doth thy danceth, doth thy danceth quick mamma
cometh on baby bid me what's the w'rd

w'rd up, ev'rybody sayeth
at which hour thee heareth the calleth thee've did get to receiveth t und'rway
w'rd up, t's the code w'rd
nay matt'r wh're thee sayeth t thee knoweth yond thee'll beest hath heard

anon all thee sucketh'r dj's who is't bethink thou art flyeth
th're's did get to beest a reasoneth and we knoweth the reasoneth wherefore
thee tryeth to putteth on those airs and act real merit
but thee did get to realizeth yond thou art acting liketh daws

if 't be true th're's music we can useth t beest free to danceth
we has't not the timeth f'r psychological romance
nay romance, nay romance, nay romance f'r me mamma
cometh on baby bid me what's the w'rd

w'rd up, ev'rybody sayeth
at which hour thee heareth the calleth
thee've did get to receiveth t und'rway
w'rd up, t's the code w'rd
nay matt'r wh're thee sayeth t thee knoweth
yond thee'll beest hath heard
w'rd up, ev'rybody sayeth
at which hour thee heareth the calleth
thee've did get to receiveth t und'rway

w'rd up, t's the code w'rd
nay matt'r wh're thee sayeth t thee knoweth
yond thee'll beest hath heard
w'rd up, ev'rybody sayeth
at which hour thee heareth the calleth
thee've did get to receiveth t und'rway
w'rd up, t's the code w'rd
nay matt'r wh're thee sayeth t thee knoweth
yond thee'll beest hath heard

Uh
with ev'rything happening the present day
thee knoweth not wheth'r thou art coming 'r going
but thee bethink yond thou art on thy way
life lin'd up on the mirr'r bloweth not t, woo.
 behold at me at which hour i'm talking to thee
thee looking at me but i'm looking through thee
i seeth the blood in thy eyes
i seeth the loveth in disguise
i seeth the teen enshielf in thy pride
i seeth thou art not did satisfy
and i seeth not nobody else
i seeth myself i'm looking at the.
 
mirr'r on the mure
h're we art again
through mine own riseth and falleth
thee've been mine own only cousin
thee toldeth me yond those gents can und'rstand the sir i am
so wherefore art we h're talkin' to each oth'r again?

uh, i seeth the sooth in thy lies
i seeth nobody by thy side
but i'm with thee at which hour thou art all high-lone
and thee c'rrect me at which hour i'm looking wrong
i seeth the guilt beneath the shame
i seeth thy soul through thy window pane
i seeth the scars yond remaineth
i seeth wayne, i'm looking at the.
 
mirr'r on the mure, h're we art again
through mine own riseth and falleth
thee've been mine own only cousin
thee toldeth me yond those gents can und'rstand the sir i am
so wherefore art we h're talkin' to each oth'r again?

looking at me anon i can seeth mine own past
alas, i behold just liketh mine own fucking father
lighteth t up, yond's smoketh in mirr'rs
i coequal behold valorous in the broken mirr'r
i seeth mine own mamma smile–that's a blessing
i seeth the changeth, i seeth the message
and nay message couldst've been any cleareth'r
so i'm startin' with the sir in the.
 
mirr'r on the mure,
mj did teach me yond.
 
h're we art again
through mine own riseth and falleth
thee've been mine own only cousin

taketh 'em to mars sir

thee toldeth me yond those gents can und'rstand the sir i am
so wherefore art we talkin' to each oth'r again?

uh.
 
mirr'r on the mure h're we art again
through mine own riseth and falleth
thee've been mine own only cousin
thee toldeth me yond those gents can und'rstand the sir i am
thee at each moment has't the answ'r
so wherefore art we h're talkin' to each oth'r again?

mirr'r on the mure
so wherefore art we talking to each oth'r again?

Holdeth up, waiteth a minute, putteth a dram loveth in t

doct'r, doct'r, i've did get an em'rgency
t seemeth i'm headeth ov'r heels, a case of l-o-v-e
t's liketh i'm glowing inside

yeah, a lighteth i can't hideth
and if 't be true this humour is lacking valor then i wanna not beest right
what i've did get in mine own soul gives me the highest delighteth
oh yeah t's bett'r than drugs
in fact t's hath sent from above

holdeth up, waiteth a minute, putteth a dram loveth in t
ho, can't kicketh the habit
yeah, i did get to has't t
yeah, i'm what those gents calleth a
loveth addict, loveth addict
ho, can't liveth without t
yeah, g'on, shout about t
ho, i'm a symptomatic
loveth addict, loveth addict

needeth a refill 'cause i just can't receiveth enow
i've did get a fev'r, oh yeah and the prescription's loveth
so did lie the sooth on me
'cause yond is all yond i needeth

holdeth up, waiteth a minute, putteth a dram loveth in t
ho, can't kicketh the habit
yeah, i did get to has't t
yeah, i'm what those gents calleth a
loveth addict, loveth addict
ho, can't liveth without t
yeah, g'on, shout about t
ho, i'm a symptomatic
loveth addict, loveth addict

i'm did bless, i might not but confesseth
mine own heart is pounding in mine own chest
'cause this loveth's the most wondrous
i'm just a loveth addict
coming down with something outrageous
behold out anon 'cause t's so contagious
this humour's did get me reeling
so amp'd up yond i hitteth the ceiling
gotta cleareth mine own throat
anon i gotta has't some m're

holdeth up, waiteth a minute, putteth a dram loveth in t
ho, can't kicketh the habit
yeah, i did get to has't t
yeah, i'm what those gents calleth a
loveth addict, loveth addict
ho, can't liveth without t
yeah, g'on, shout about t
ho, i'm a symptomatic
loveth addict, loveth addict
can't kicketh the habit
yeah, i did get to has't t
yeah, i'm what those gents calleth a
loveth addict, loveth addict
ho, can't liveth without t
yeah, g'on, shout about t
ho, i'm a symptomatic
loveth addict, loveth addict

Milketh t f'r all t's w'rth.
maketh sure thee receiveth th're first.
the apple of thy eye.
the rotten c're inside.
we art all prison'rs.
things couldn't receiveth much w'rse.
i've hadst t up to h're, thee knoweth thy endeth is near.
 
thee hadst to has't t all,
well has't thee hadst enow?
thee greedy dram bastard,
thee shall receiveth what thee des'rve.
at which hour all is hath said and done,
i shall beest the one to leaveth thee in thy mis'ry and misprise what thee've becometh.
 
intoxicat'd eyes, nay longeth'r liveth yond life.
thee shouldst has't learn'd by anon, i'll burneth this whole w'rld down.
i needeth some peace of mind, nay feareth of what's behind.
thee bethink thee've wonneth this square, thee've only hath lost thy mind.
 
thee hadst to has't t all,
well has't thee hadst enow?
thee greedy dram bastard,
thee shall receiveth what thee des'rve.
at which hour all is hath said and done,
i shall beest the one to leaveth thee in thy mis'ry and misprise what thee've becometh.
 
holdeth me down (i shall liveth again)
pulleth me out (i shall breaketh t in)
holdeth me down (bett'r in the endeth)
holdeth me down.
 
thee hadst to has't t all,
well has't thee hadst enow?
thee greedy dram bastard,
thee shall receiveth what thee des'rve.
at which hour all is hath said and done,
i shall beest the one to leaveth thee in thy mis'ry and misprise what thee've becometh.
 
heaven holp thee.
heaven holp thee

Ain't this what those gents've been waiting f'r?
thee eft?

i hath used to prayeth f'r times liketh this, to rhymeth liketh this
so i hadst to grindeth liketh yond to shineth liketh this
in a matt'r of timeth i hath spent on some lock'd up the horror
in the backeth of the paddy wagon, cuffs lock'd on wrists
seeth mine own dreams unfold, conceit cometh true
t wast timeth to marryeth the game and i hath said, "yeah, i doth"
if 't be true thee wanteth t thee gotta seeth t with a clear-ey'd view
did get a sh'rty, the lady tryna blesseth me liketh i hath said, "achoo"
liketh a nigga did sneeze, nigga prithee bef're those folk trigg'rs squeezeth
i'm gettin' cream, nev'r alloweth those folk hoes receiveth in between
of what we did start, lil' nigga but i'm lionheart'd
those gents loveth me at which hour i wast did stick and those gents did hate at which hour i depart'd
i wend and receiveth t regardless, draweth t liketh i'm an artist
nay crawling, wenteth straight to walkin' with f'reign cars in mine own garage
did get f'reign braches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
aught f'r a dollar, those gents bid me receiveth 'em, i did get 'em
i didst t without an album
i didst the horror with mariah
lil' nigga i'm on fireth
icy as a hockey rink, philly nigga i'm flyeth'r
at which hour i hath bought the rolls royce those gents bethought t wast leas'd
then i hath bought yond new f'rrari, coxcomb'r rest in peace
coxcomb'r rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
phantom so big, t can't coequal fiteth in the parking spoteth
thee ain't talkin' bout mine own niggas then what thee talkin' bout?
gangstas moveth in silence, nigga and i talketh not a lot
i sayeth not a w'rd, i sayeth not a w'rd
wast on mine own grindeth and anon i did get what i des'rve alas nigga
holdeth up waiteth a minute, y'all bethought i wast did finish?
at which hour i hath bought yond aston martin y'all bethought t wast rented?
flexin' on these niggas, i'm liketh popeye on his spinach
doubleth m, yeah yond's mine own team, rozay the captain, i'm the lieutenant
i'm the typeth to counteth a million chinks then grindeth liketh i'm hath broken
yond lambo, mine own new wench, the lady'll rideth liketh mine own apparition
i'm ridin' 'round mine own city with mine own hands strapp'd 'round mine own toast
causeth these niggas wanteth me dead and i gotta maketh t backeth home
causeth mine own momma needeth yond bill wage and mine own son needeth some milketh
these niggas tryna taketh mine own life, those gents alas 'round receiveth hath killed
thee alas 'round, thee alas 'round, thee alas 'round, receiveth smok'd
causeth these philly niggas i hath brought with me alas not 'round, nay joketh
all i knoweth is murd'r, at which hour t cometh to me
i did get young niggas yond's rollin' i did get niggas throwin' b's
i done didst the doas, i done didst the kods
ev'ry timeth i'm in yond wench i receiveth to throwin' 30 g's
anon i'm hanging out yond dropeth headeth, i'm riding down on collins
those gents alloweth mine own nigga ern backeth home, yond young nigga beest wildin'
we young niggas and we mobbin', liketh batman and we're robbin' (robin)
this 2-do'r maybach, with mine own seat all reclinin'
i'm liketh real nigga what up, real nigga what up
if 't be true thee ain't about yond murd'r game then pussy nigga break thee off
if 't be true thee diss me in yo' raps, i'll receiveth thy pussy rampallian did stick up
at which hour thee touchdown in mine own hood, nay yond toureth life ain't valorous
catcheth me down in mia, at yond heateth game on wood
with yond puma life on mine own feet, liketh yond dram engine i couldst
knave i slideth down on thy block, bike on twelve o'clock
and those gents beest throwing deuces on the same nigga those gents gaze
and i'm the king of mine own city causeth i'm still calling those folk shots
and these lames talking yond bullshit the same niggas yond flock
i'm the same nigga from b'rks street with those folk nappy braids yond locketh
the same nigga yond cameth up and i hadst to waiteth f'r mine own spoteth
and these niggas hating on me, hoes waiting on me
still on yond hood the horror, mine own rolls royce on e
those gents gon' rememb'r me, i sayeth rememb'r me
so much wage has't ya cater-cousins turneth into enemies
and with these beef i turneth mine own enemies to mem'ries
with those folk bricks those gents wend from 40 ain't nay 10 a key, holdeth up
hath broken nigga turneth rich, loveth the game liketh mitch
and if 't be true i leaveth thee bethink those folk quaint hoes gon' still sucketh mine own dick?
t wast something 'bout yond rollie at which hour t first did touch mine own wrist
hadst me humour liketh yond dope knave at which hour that gent first did touch yond brick
i'm gone