Tom,
what the *?
You got some nerve standing me up.
Nobody does that to me.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Frankie Valli or some kind of big shot?
You can't be the greatest bitch,
that's my middle name.
And you can't be competitive,
cause you don't even play this game.
You'd rather give away some brains,
than I'd rather hit the trains,
landmarks with the blades.
I'm stellar, I'm amazing.
Could stress * what we blazing.
I don't really give a * today,
cause lately I'm pretty broke.
And I ain't laughing at the jokes,
that I usually would.
Misunderstood, everybody thinks I'm mean.
I'm a bitch, I'm conceited, got me twisted.
Call me out my name, cause I'm twisted.
Had too much to drink,
and I'm pissed as I vomit in the sink.
Lock the door, I'm in tears.
Drinking more every year,
keep it up with my peers.
And I'm pressured to succeed.
All my homies like my raps,
and I'm exactly what we need.
To believe that there's more to our lives,
than the streets.
My soul is in the beat,
and my lines are made of keys.
Coke, jokes, wannabes.
I breeze the palm trees.
Sweaty summer, smelly breath.
Pray until there's nothing left.
Got tips, stock tips, sexy love, rock tips.
And you can pass the mic to me,
homie,
I got this.
They keep telling me I'm never gonna make it,
but I know that I will.
And when I make it,
I'll come back for you,
I promise I'll still.
They keep telling me I'm never gonna make it,
I will.
And when I make it,
I'll come back for you,
I promise I'll still.
Remember the days when we ditched just to paint in the river?
Barefoot in the grind,
aerosol is leaking out my liver.
My brain is made of bubbles,
and my veins are glossy purple.
And my vision's so diluted,
shrooming out,
spinning circles.
I'm a miracle.
Fifth element material,
girl,
live in this bacterial world.
Soy milk in my stereo,
you're imperial to me.
Bitch,
I'll pass you a venereal disease if you make a mess of me.
Bronchitis STDs, I be pumping hot cools.
I got the recipes, the masterpiece.
And you chose her over me because disaster's tease.
I fast on keys.
I haven't eaten in two days.
Put it on blast, it's these pills.
And this white girl, she keeps harassing me.
They keep telling me I'm never gonna make it,
but I know that I will.
And when I make it,
I'll come back for you,
I promise I'll still.
They keep telling me I'm never gonna make it,
I will.
And when I make it,
I'll come back for you,
I promise I'll still.
I'll still come back for you,
for you.