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[Verse 1:] |
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Brown bless the mic like gesundheit |
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Bud bout the size of a bonzai |
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Kick it like Muay Thai |
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Flow like sci-fi |
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In high def I'm righteous |
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And still bust a nut up on a ***** chest |
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The verbal folklore been explored and employed by none other than them fools with the gold |
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And them bankrolls explode |
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And your ***** is my target when I shoot my load |
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Bulls-eye my eyes tight-eyed |
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Fried off the same *****t that rockstars died |
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From |
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Smoke something with your man ***** |
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Like Wyclef used to sell the cannabis |
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Manuscript sick *****t |
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Prescription addiction |
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Sniffing adderall off the counter in my kitchen |
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Tripping off the *****t that had Brian Wilson flipping |
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Experiment so much it's a miracle I'm living |
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[Hook:] |
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And I'm a die like a rockstar |
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Die like a rockstar |
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I'm a die like a rockstar |
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Die like a rockstar |
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I'm a die like a rocstar |
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Die like a rockstar |
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I'm a die like a rockstar |
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[Verse 2:] |
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***** I wanna party like Chris Farley |
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Shot of Hennessy spike that with some molly |
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Tell mommy I'm sorry god bless my soul |
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But life is so sublime going out like Brad Nowell |
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I got that Kurt Cobain type of mind-frame |
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Feeling like Keith Moon shrooms in my dressing room |
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Basquiat freestyle |
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Feeling like Jimi Hendrix and Anna-Nicole mouth |
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River Phoenix '93 VIP |
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With some drugged up porn hoes all around me |
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Like Teri Diver |
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Linda Wong all inhale having orgies |
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Where the horns grow along |
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Cause ***** I'm Frankie Lymon |
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Heath Ledger hyped in a jacuzzi doing that John Belu***** |
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With Brittany Murphy we blowing hershey |
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I'm a die like a rockstar |
