| Good morning sunshine
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| Get your bitch ass up and get ready for work
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| It’s a new day
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| Ah, coffee time
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| I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna spend today up in the kingdom or prison
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| Listen, I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna base your choices off of wishes or wisdom
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| Let’s go
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| Kan City legend, blue belt in jujitsu
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| All I need is marijuana, coffee and my rent due
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| And I’ll be flowing so insane. |
| Whoo!
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| You wanna see something sexy? |
| Open up my brain. |
| God damn!
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| Sexy like a March 1992 Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition centrefold with
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| Kathy Ireland up on the top cover
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| Whipping up some peanut butter cookies with the pot butter
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| Used to steal UFC VHS tapes out of Blockbuster
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| Royce Gracie was a monster, sick
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| Triangle choke a motherfucker 'til his face turn bright-ass red like a lobster.
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| . |
| dick
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| I’m from Kansas City, home of Jesus
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| And obese kids that eat way too many Reese’s and drink too many energy drinks
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| The only way that I can fucking escape is to sit here and think
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| You know I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna spend today up in the kingdom or prison
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| Listen, I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna base your choices off of wishes or wisdom
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| Let’s go
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| My name is Mac, I hate pop music
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| I love to sleep in all day and not do shit. |
| Nap time, biatch!
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| I’m feeling so priceless, have a fucking existential crisis as I write this
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| Girl, why you acting like a stupid hoe?
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| The whole entire world is watching like the Truman Show
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| You never plant seeds, never have food to grow
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| All I want to do is read books and make stupid dough
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| Hoe please, that’s the motif
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| I never put you on no leash, but I promise that I’ll love you if you make a
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| little salad with some walnuts and goat cheese
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| Pop a beer and yell «Go Chiefs!»
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| I used to take drugs to feel normal, now I feel high when I’m sober
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| Sometimes I think about my birth, sometimes I think about my death and all the
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| time I wonder which one is closer
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| But it don’t matter
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| Jameson whiskey up in my bladder
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| Spent fifteen years trying to be a rapper
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| Nobody paid attention 'til I started mixing pancake batter
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| Now they come to my shows like «Go faster»
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| Exercise, drink wine daily, make life sweet like a praline
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| Drop down and get in to the modified Cobra
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| And shoutout to the flexible bitches that do yoga
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| I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna spend today up in the kingdom or prison
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| Listen, I’m trying to take it day by day
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| You see another rapper rhyming but he ain’t like me
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| Man, it’s a brand new day
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| It’s time to make the decision
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| You gonna base your choices off of wishes or wisdom
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| Let’s go!
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| Hi. |
| I’m Hamilton. |
| I’m aspargus, artichoke rising
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| Hi. |
| I’m Lorace. |
| My sign in spinach, it’s the green pea rising
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| Hi. |
| I’m Willie. |
| And I don’t have a sign |