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The news reporter he walked out of the TV
Brushed off his shoulders like he didn't even see me
Everything is green and black
The internet is real and my eyes are not intact
I'm realizing that I shouldn't be surprised in that
In fact my whole brain is filled with cannibals
Diplomats
I'm spinning out of control like the solar system
The only difference is that I'm much faster than the sisters
Kissing babies and shaking hands on forsaken land
This is America, the product of an empty plan
And I'm American, so I guess I'm an empty man
Brushed off his shoulders like he didn't even see me
Everything is green and black
The internet is real and my eyes are not intact
I'm realizing that I shouldn't be surprised in that
In fact my whole brain is filled with cannibals
Diplomats
I'm spinning out of control like the solar system
The only difference is that I'm much faster than the sisters
Kissing babies and shaking hands on forsaken land
This is America, the product of an empty plan
And I'm American, so I guess I'm an empty man
Sitting in the studio with few friends and many fans
My job consists of peeling layers off like minivans
Scrape them in a track so I could sell them for a big advance
My mouth piece is a legend like Bagger Vance
Put a few syllables together into a trance
No hooks still making them dance with the certified funk
That these fakes could never have
Life's a bitch and I'm living it 'till the last
Put my past in the past, like get in the fucking bag
I'm like a bandit up-standing
My own train, abandoned my own name
So I could live out the fame
My job consists of peeling layers off like minivans
Scrape them in a track so I could sell them for a big advance
My mouth piece is a legend like Bagger Vance
Put a few syllables together into a trance
No hooks still making them dance with the certified funk
That these fakes could never have
Life's a bitch and I'm living it 'till the last
Put my past in the past, like get in the fucking bag
I'm like a bandit up-standing
My own train, abandoned my own name
So I could live out the fame
Jon Wayne, remember it for an alibi
You're innocent, you saw me taking out a passer-by
Now you know, that's a lie
These heads feel the verse
Like they were chewing on a pacifier
I'm not concerned with what my fans are consuming
I've been sober for three years
And trippier than a eunuch
So sue me
(I've been drinking though
I've been drinking, I'm not going to lie)
I feel like God isn't even trying to let me breath
But I'm back from the dead to keep rappers deceased
You're innocent, you saw me taking out a passer-by
Now you know, that's a lie
These heads feel the verse
Like they were chewing on a pacifier
I'm not concerned with what my fans are consuming
I've been sober for three years
And trippier than a eunuch
So sue me
(I've been drinking though
I've been drinking, I'm not going to lie)
I feel like God isn't even trying to let me breath
But I'm back from the dead to keep rappers deceased
Back from the shed with emphatic disease
Keeping fans on the feet, like grass grabbing the cleats
Therapists lie down and tell me stories
Hypnotize 'em for secrets and leave 'em for the morning
Serve bitches like divorce papers
I'm a king of the minor circuit and I force majors
Diminished wages made for dominant behavior
This goon could strike a cord in outer space and cut a razor
It's too soon to tell if I'm infinity
But there is nothing so imminent that will kill my energy
No enemy dare step to the sea anemone
I'm chillin with my poisonous touch to brush with everything
Keeping fans on the feet, like grass grabbing the cleats
Therapists lie down and tell me stories
Hypnotize 'em for secrets and leave 'em for the morning
Serve bitches like divorce papers
I'm a king of the minor circuit and I force majors
Diminished wages made for dominant behavior
This goon could strike a cord in outer space and cut a razor
It's too soon to tell if I'm infinity
But there is nothing so imminent that will kill my energy
No enemy dare step to the sea anemone
I'm chillin with my poisonous touch to brush with everything
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