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Um, look I pray for higher favor No lie or hesitatin' No time is not for wastin' No sittin' round or waitin' Excuse my rude introduction, I'm not a people person Recently reacquaintin' my cadence is kingly banter I black the fuck out and change, my new name is Eric Bana Affect the culture like Iverson, he's the fuckin' Answer We're talkin' practicin' persistence A perfectionist perfecting his profession Insistin' they peep the messages Like oh, it's such a lovely day, it's a blessin' to be here I used to think I fail at this but now I'm on some Pharaoh shit My ten commandments, it's mandatory you check the referendum Reprimandin' I stand alone as somethin' you can't avoid A man of few words, my nigga fuck what you heard I spit that rhetoric ahead of these regulatory sedatives The way these niggas grind, it's low tide, a sign of the times I compose my sentences like they editorial segments, lawd Young nigga with a dollar and a dream Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga I ain't worried 'bout another motherfucker I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now, now I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down, down I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin' Pay attention, no lackin' Before we make you tap in, oh I got the focus right, I'm zonin' in, I see my goal My vision straight, my feeling's great I will verbally castrate The pastor say you pass the safe It's past the point of passive pleasantries I'm pretty sure you're done This painstakin' pageantry is masterfully demonstrated The stain of degradation, bangin' like a kick drum This one's an exception Grants an example of proper grammar And granted I know I'm biased Like Pontius Pilate condemnin' it, lawd Young nigga with a dollar and a dream Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga I ain't worried 'bout another mothafucker I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin' Pay attention, no lackin' Before we make you tap in, oh
Writer(s): Thomas Delonge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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