This was the same day, I never saw anybody from my oldschool It was the same day, Im writing new rules, everybody wanna be just like me, boy Putting this metal, straight on yah tongue, boy, even my own tempo switch off curves Even my own verbs cause actions around street curbs, Im the last of my kind, the last Bags of nickels and dimes, around a shady character, jekyll hyde, no, Im more like king arthur Writing excerpts for youre favorites authors author, Im not like youre favorites rappers rapper Their not as wack enough, now its sold out, groupies crowd around us, so what, were just tryna kill everybody That you know, we can make it even if we blow, up, up, blow up, 2014, yeah, yeah [Instrumental plays out]
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