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 You're so smart 
You're like, a contemporary museum of art 
That farts, that's harsh 
Narcissism, on narcotics 
On sharp objects in large pockets 
At dark, you ain't gotta hide it 
Keep it, metal gear solid 
Lead the leaders, that's how you file it 
Then clobber it 
Low on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble it 
Yeah, it's food in them drums and boxes 
If you beat 'em up then they'll drop it 
And they'll rapidly flicker till they disappear 
Blinking gradually quickens till they isn't here 
And that's da da da da da da da... 
Just to be back in 
Reincarnated, exact twin 
Exact ten, exact twelve 
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba... 
Exact self 
Do I really gotta say it? 
Didn't we all play it? 
Dojo, abobo 
Overshore the throat, polo 
Billy, jimmy 
Even on the low low 
[Hook] 
Why you ready to die? you just a baby 
Why them tears up under your eyes? you just a baby 
Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby 
Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby 
(These maji adore you) [x2] 
Why you wanna be born again? you just a baby 
Why you playing in the streets? you just a baby 
Now let's vogue, martin pose 
Downward facing dog, warrior pose 
Tree pose, bridge pose 
Triangle pose, seated twist (pose, pose) 
Upward facing dog (pose, pose) 
Pigeon pose 
In this bitch, that's vulgar, that's yoga 
Let's try it again with clothes 
And closer, enclosure, exposures 
Quiet is kept like rosicrucian meet koza nostras on oprah's sofa 
With both controllers 
Watchin' gazans and ashkenazis ride roller coasters 
Say yeah 
Yeah, lots of options, now up is down, two player 
Now a is jump and b is punch 
You seein' somethin' that weren't there 
To find friendliness in a nemesis, it's a old test 
3 buttons, see somethin' 
That's emphasis on genesis 
[Hook] 
Can't be eyes closed when you side scroll 
You not the first person 
The first person from your first cursin' 
To your first cursive 
And your curse words is in the curve version 
It occurs virgin is the word version 
That refers perfect to the first person 
In the third verse, who's really me 
In the third person but prefers the first one, that's me 
Again 
Master cleanse and a syringe 
From a gerber until your first burger 
Pamper to her depends 
Everything between is just drawers 
Even in between is no loss 
Even where the king is no boss 
Meet it with a swing it's so south 
Unless you bamm bamm 
Knocking them pitches into the grand stands 
In the club, watching the women just do them hand stands 
Like you a man's man 
That's washing down a ham with the zam zam 
Who got a baby in here with these strippers? 
She's two weeks pregnant 
Didn't even know, he's dancing with her, damn... 
[Hook] 
            
 
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