yeah strange music 13 i can t kill them enough my camp can t call it spike the punch counselor alcoholic brain like an abyss and blow that cancer get locked for killing a can can dancer can t stop the villain i m feelin myself now running a couple of times i m feelin myself out fuck better you bet now bet on your boy i m an idea not a thing i cannot be destroyed when they come gon get it getting rid of em all cut life s cables kid bet i get on the ball but i hit them all and they just targets everybody claiming they fly never really been on a starship killer city cinema so sad it seems i m in between the sheets with a bag of dreams and the option is i could bust it at the seams and i m ready for the feddy and the half of nin c mon we coming all black gray and red all day fall back me say there ain t shit safe holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state in the tall grass lay gunfire rain fall back and pray the one god save holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state can t get phat here go figure you fatso these cattles you can t lasso kcmo this ain t lupe fiasco so watch your spit talk tobasco can t bust in a cipher without a passcode prolly can t spit bars without lying about your cash flow catch goosebumps off of my last ho bada bing boom anthony soprano smoke both hands on a piano brain lock with brain matter on the back handle mickey mantle what you think my city s on the first 48 for can t leave here without your face sore can t tell me i don t know something i do know i can t not do something that i said i m gonna do so now i m looking for that ass up in chuco cause i won t give a joke until you go  we coming all black gray and red all day fall back me say there ain t shit safe holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state in the tall grass lay gunfire rain fall back and pray the one god save holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state they can t know my style they can t see me too hot for radio show banned from tv they can t read me elway running a play running a route take one and i m out the champeezee done without the son i m about to stampede them big throat what i m about can t reason around if it needs less we can count it it s not real we stuck in a box still but tryin to be big as the biggie and pac bill the killer city commitee we can t pity ya rather you clap for me than give me chlamydia flippin the beat from tripoli out in libya the jam shaking the fans hot you can t can or stamp i know kansas clubs on the low kansas folks can t stand us we coming all black gray and red all day fall back me say there ain t shit safe holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state in the tall grass lay gunfire rain fall back and pray the one god save holla oh ay oh run far way oh ay oh one bomb state