I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin. So far ahead, these bums is laggin'. See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'. I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon.
All these little young kids aint got no direction. Shit, these lil kids is on everything. Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha.
Look. If you had one shot, or one opportunity. To seize everything you ever wanted. One moment. Would you capture it or just let it slip?. . Yo. . His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy.
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.. But I been low key. Hated on by most these niggaz wit' no cheese. No deals and no G's. No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles.
Now I don't really care what you call me. You can even call me cold. These bitches knew as soon as they saw me. It's never me they'll get the privilege to know.
Instinctive nature,. to bring the anguish (yeah) to the English language. With this ink, you haters get wrote on like a piece of paper. This rap shit got me travelin' place.
Lady you remind me of my raps on that Relapse shit. Cause you got an ass thick as them accents. Two ass cheek implants, call that an asset. 'Cause you can set a glass on it, it's massive.
I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne. I'm sorry, we're alone. I wrote my chapter. You'll turn the page when I'm gone. I hope you'll sing along.
Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales (Biatch!). Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking. And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells.
I've drowned in high from the ashes. Now I can't recall your laughter. The smoke of everything go grasp. At ends of what's left over. And the lights in every broken.
I'm stumbling, I can't see straight. And it's my fault, I got this way. I got my hands on something great. And found a way to mess it all up. I did my best, I tried to change.
I bust in, devilish grin, disgustin'. Asshole, freckled cheeks and a butt chin. Calling all party animals, get on the floor. When I pop up on some Whack-A-Mole shit.
Damn girl. You drive me crazy. You may be crazy too. You make me do things I normally wouldn't do. You make me feel things that I never felt. You gotta be the real thing cause you remind me of myself.
Yeah. Shout to everybody. Who's been on this trip with me. You don't have to agree. But if you feel like me. . Someone get this aryan a sheet. Time to bury him, so tell him to prepare to get impeached.
You claim if you get knocked by the cops. You'll give 'em not even a statement. Walk in the arraignment, shoot the bailiff. Karate kick the plaintiff.
In your head, in your head. Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie. What's in your head, in your head. Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh. . I'm backing up my shit.
You're drunk, the coffee is burned. I hate to find you like this. I always find you like this. I come home and clean up your mess. What would you do without that.
Ashes blowing in the air. I was on fire but we don't care. Yeah. Wasted, youth always on the road. Never looking back and we're never getting old. Cause the skies are black but our hearts made of gold.
And I, started from the, bottom. Like a, snowman, ground up. Like round chuck, still put hands on you. Staying wound up is how I spend time. Sucker free, confidence high.
[Intro: Chance the Rapper]. Ladies and gentlemen, Eminem. . Walk On Water. . [Chorus: Skylar Grey]. I walk on water. But I ain't no Jesus. I walk on water.