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I was born with the ability to see stars/Walk steady on the beat/Meeting each bar/Little goofy motherfucker/Hittn C sharp/Swimming through the game like I'm a riding on a reef shark/Please/All I need is 88 keys/And the drum line jumpin off an MPC/To be easy/Got a lot of ghosts to chase/And a couple lady problems I'm supposed to face/hold off on em/Take another sip off the swamp water/Put a kiss on the cheek of your mom's daughter/Dance around like a fool spilling my lager/And I won't ever be a pimp, so baby why bother?/Nah/I guess it ain't my style/26 with a twist and a face like a child/Hate it if it makes you smile/Cause in the end of it it all fades away when the fake takes trail/Kick rocks/No matter what, it comes to be/You can kiss my ass if you doubted me/SongtexteCause all that jabber that your babbling/Has left you stranded and standing alone with your head in your hands/Look/I was born to be a moon walker/Walk into the club, suddenly the room's darker?/Fan favorite of the street preacher/Peace keeper/Bridge groomer jumped the broom said skip it on a street sweeper/But don't come at me with beef, I'm a meat eater/With tongue and teeth that'll cut you like a meat cleaver/Miscreet beaver/Like damn it all to hell/Told the fam I'm gonna rap/None of that went over well/I could tell they just worry/I'm trying to court the game and judge you by your hung jury/And I don't sport a chain/Blame it on my ancestors/Brought to port of slaves while I failed to be affected by a lust for foreign aid/And none of ya'll blame thinkin rap is all the same/But I can promise you to never keep it formulaic/Im here to raise the bar though, I never caught a case/And maybe while I'm at it score a babe and fornicate/I'm human is all I'm saying/No matter what, it comes to be/You can kiss my ass if you doubted me/Cause all that jabber that your babbling/Has left you stranded and standing alone with your head in your hands/Skinny as a fence post/Moving through the crowd/Dancing off rhythm just a minimal amount/For the hell of it/I've been on the road too long/And got a head like a weather balloon floating along/Approaching the dawn/You ain't got a jab I ain't ever heard/I let sarcasm fly like a feathered bird/So if you're looking some gratifying better words/You can try writing out letter to the editor/Hah/Cause I ain't got not time/I'm on my 24/7 and my 3-6-5/I got my heavy oar paddling to reach that prize/And you can see the dedication in my eyes/Or maybe that's the hangover/Creeping up my skull like a bad shadow/I can take it o the rocks/I am that agile/So if you came here to be that asshole/You can pick another cat to hassle/I should slap you./No matter what, it comes to be/You can kiss my ass if you doubted me/Cause all that jabber that your babbling/Has left you stranded and standing alone with your head in your hands/ Aus Songtexte Mania