Glockapella Lyrics - Cee-lo Green Is The Soul Machine - Cee-lo

(sang) 

Brother... you've been on my mind 

Oh brother 

We've changed over time so 

Brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you 

I bet you don't think I know no bett'(er) 

But sanging the blues 

Oh but brother have I got news for you 

I'm something... and I know you know that I'm something too 

(chuckle) 

Yeah, usually I don't get into all this battle rap shit and all that 

Shit's stupid 

But I'm gonna address it 

And after I get it off my chest may God bless it 

I will invest four minutes exactly for everyone who had the audacity to attack me 

I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire quicker 

Cause to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker 

Yet I react without even a crack in my composure 

But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a closure 

I'm worthy, and my associates and I named the South Dirty 

And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind have heard me 

But I ain't even breathin until I get an even 30 

I could casually clap up the front of somebody's throwback jersey 

You makin' me hafta talk this way, aintcha? 

You makin' me hafta talk this way 

You forcin me to walk this way 

Maybe my album will get bought this way 

Niggaz slow down around me, I make em superstitious 

And one of my vices used to be wanting to look visually vicious 

But instead I use my head and I fed niggaz something nutritious 

But you will appreiciate what a sacrifice this is 

And I know you ambitious young men, you have my best wishes 

Have a piece of this pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes 

When you assassinate my character, not one remark misses 

So it's gone get funky when I'm fryin these little fishes 

Fuck fakin, there has been some offense