I’m livin’ in the 21st century Doin’ something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power (21st century schizoid man) The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open We ain’t got nothin’ to lose, ma’f-cka, we rollin’ Huh? Ma’f-cka, we rollin’ With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands In this white man’s world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, cruel world, I see you in the mornin’ Huh? I see you in the mornin’ This is way too much, I need a moment No one man should have all that power The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power ‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours And then they (Go) And then they And then they (Go) And then they (21st century schizoid man) F-ck SNL and the whole cast Tell ‘em Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically, they can kiss my asshole I’m an asshole? You n-ggas got jokes You short-minded n-ggas’ thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He know, he so, f-ckin’ gifted I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault My childlike creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being prodded by these grown thoughts Reality is catchin’ up with me Takin’ my inner child, I’m fighting for it, custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my dia-mond-encrusted piece N-gga, no one man should have all that power The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power ‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours And then they (Go) And then they And then they (Go) And then they And then they (Go) And then they (21st century schizoid man) Colin Powells, Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole f-ckin’ nation They say I was the obamanation (abomination) of Obama’s nation Well, that’s a pretty bad way to start the conversation At the end of day, goddammit, I’m killin’ this sh-t I know damn well y’all feelin’ this sh-t I don’t need yo’ p-ssy, bitch, I’m on my own d-ck I ain’t gotta power trip, who you goin’ home with? How ‘Ye doin’? I’m survivin’ I was drinkin’ earlier, now I’m drivin’ Where the bad bitches, huh? Where ya hidin’? I got the power, make yo’ life so excitin’ (So excitin’) Now this would be a beautiful death Jumpin’ out the window Lettin’ everything go Lettin’ everything go N-now-now this would be a beautiful death Jumpin’ out the window Lettin’ everything go Lettin’ everything go Now this would be a beautiful death Jumpin’ out the window Lettin’ everything go Lettin’ everything go You got the power to let power go
I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Yeah, It's been a ride... I guess I had to go to that place to get to this one Now some of you might still be in that place If you're trying to get out, just follow me I'll get you there
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say 'em or do something I do it, I don't give a damn What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if a thing's stopping me I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shit and Whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the universe
I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap You said you was king, you lied through your teeth For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh" Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain't going back to that now All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW Cause I ain't playin' around There's a game called circle and I don't know how I'm way too up to back down But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around But it's time to exercise these demons These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!
I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
And I just can't keep living this way So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage I'm standing up, Imma face my demons I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground I've had enough, now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through And don't even realise what you did, believe me you I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise To focus soley on handling my responsibility's as a father So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it You couldn't lift a single shingle lonely Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club Put a ??? and lift the whole liquor counter up Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road
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