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Verse 1:Baby, do you want me or somebody like me?Cuz finding someone like me might be highly unlikelyHeartbreak kid, Clark Kent lives, parquet spit when the heart rate liftsLike butter, nice to your mother, diamond cutter flow, no st-st-stutterTreble and bass reveling head case, rebelDig it like a shovel when I'm on another levelAt the door with a butter knife, gutter typeRap never subtle like strapped to the shuttleWorld-beater with the heat for the three-to-four Defeated sorta like people at the feeding courtFurious in believing it proves that perception is best to be ignoredWith an ego to fill this room, and a heart that could fill it tooLiving a vanilla sky lucid dream thinking you could ever fill these shoesChorus:They call me the space cowboyThe new gangster of loveTwo black eyes and a broken noseLaugh while I spit this bloodOh, heaven help meSave me from myselfPlease, heaven help meIf you don't help no one else..Verse 2:SongtexteThink it's pathetic that most of ya'll don't even see meI love Jesus, but living like Him ain't easyAnd I'll admit I've been the first to pretendMr. Pious with high and mighty, righteous dirt on my handsI got some struggles and I'd like to be honestBut ya'll don't even wanna see the darkest part of an artistSo thump your Bible while I spill guts and bileAnd love this generation of fighters you revile Aus Songtexte Mania