You won't take away my everything this time. And just try, Just keep on trying to find. What was never missing but has now been left behind. Just try, You can try
a hell of fire venomous flow Here's the thing Clearly I'm in a place you can't really be I'm in a space Called a zone And when you inside you just kinda know And you don't stop 'Cause you just
when you stop to think the jaded ones will wither while the optimistic grow I settle that a bet will let a large amount so indulge me just for a minute
white walls And scream, "If y'all ain't Outz then y'all could ride my balls!" Beef with us you might just catch a black eye And ride for your crispy
: Chorus: [Skam] Yo, I'm tryin' to be the man of the day Three six five a year See the bullshit you sayin', Skam ain't tryin' to hear (Fuck that!) Bustin
might die if I go by it Let me out of this place, I'm outta place I'm in outer space, I've just vanished without a trace I'm going to a pretty place
: (Chorus) Skam: Yo I'm tryin to be the man of the day Three six five a year See the bullshit you sayin, Skam ain't tryin to hear (Fuck that!) Bustin
I was I guess it's just a procedure to ride with my thugs I guess I'm just a believer in God just above Yeah run up on your car for cream Alauddin on
: Try to envision you as the oldest living someone Being every night and day all alone Going through ages and ages, places and spaces With never finding
bitches I hate the way you try and go on, like a fuck thats some thick shit I know one day you'll sort yourself out cos you aint stupid i just hope that
go by the name of Andre3000 alright? And we come from a little place called like Stankonia, Georgia right? You know right now everybody wants to be from space
: [Talking] Hah, haha That's just the sound of the Hen'.. True Story.. Buddy Roe.. They say tell the truth, Shane and them (uh-huh) Thank God for the
of square inches Ten percentage try to drain me of my mental strengthage Heavy wattage knowledge cleans blood clottage, and retardage I refine the garbage logic exterminate your cottage [U-God] Thirty-six
they try to post a duel Try to post a front but they know it ain't cool, yeah Boy, my mind goes back to things, just like the cosmic battle When sword
Just broke up with my bitch so it was like perfect timing She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece But bout a six or a seven but was real
say a single word I just held in all the hurt, all this hurt And I was so afraid you might flip out And leave me in the cold Then my mind ran out of space
