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In the first round
Left hook caught him that time, though
That round at the rack-
Oh! A big right hand
Down goes the former champion
Uh, uh, uh
Still living comfortable (yo)
Uh-huh
I'm out here
What up?
On your marks, get set
Rev the engines
Toured across the globe
More than 27 missions
Money made out of plastic
No way to rip it
Soon as the wire made a connection, I made a visit
Sippin' espresso with the pinky out
Run in the shop
And blow everything in the bank account (yeah, gimme that)
You'll never see these anywhere again
I'm in the sneaky bag
My watch pocket got a spare ten
I promised my mama I would excel
Thirty summers in the dungeon and roses I couldn't smell
Heaven's gate, spirits lifted me over
I would've fell (but look it now)
Open instrumentals
I cast a shadow and throw a spell
I do sorcery
I'm just lettin' off the Porsche steam
Your money dried up like a creek
I got a forest stream
Meat and potatoes
I don't do much chorusing (uh)
Gave me the penthouse
'Cause they thought that I was Morrissey
(Yeah, that's me, good lookin' out)
These are actual events
Life's a movie and it's packed full of suspense
I pick a wall and place my back for the defense
Fate throw the rock, then shake it back with the finesse (yeah, yeah)
Professor handle
Spread love like a scented candle
They'll never learn until you set example
Release the animals from the bull pens and let 'em trample
Hide all the records from this maniac
Don't let him sample
It's black and white just like the keys on a grand piano
Cheese on my head but the field that we in isn't Lambeau
I vow to stay ten toes 'til the day that I plateau
Private meetings at Mastro's
I'm suited up like Sopranos
That's not a drill
We set for life off creative thoughts
Watchin' my old interviews
Hate how I came across
I'm either too humble or think they can't fuck with me
Warrior spirit like I grew up in Dove City
The universe had decided who couldn't come with me
If being solid a crime, I admit it
I'm guilty (guilty, guilty)























