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Poor man's drive, rich man's plight We all can't ride when the kickstand drops All black sky, wristband watch My thoughts track time 'til the second hand stops The zone I'm in, alone with friends I'm cold like the Patron within My soul is froze to those that been My foes and chose to hope I sin I broke the pen, hard with the ink I hope to win, draw 'til I faint I brought all the paint, celebrate everyday Call up the saints, walk in the bank Take out a loan, buy me a home I want to own land, fuck having stones All on your neck and arms to show King Tut was robbed for those And he was younger than all my bros So while we blinds by thoughts of gold And diamonds and chains I'm tired of lames who try to be what they ain't But surprisingly, we're all kings "It's like the same thing you know It's coming from the streets It's what the people are into So everybody can get down to the beat" Songtexte Watch what I drew, not what I spew I'm a triangle on top with a view All seeing eye, loft with a roof Working outside, drop cloth on the stoop Twenty-four seven, every other second Living through Hell, but he can draw Heaven Nightlife living, scorn all women Anything goes when it's no more limits I'm hanging with Pollock, Warhol chilling It's all authentic Y'all all with it Champagne spilling, yup your boy did it Let it drip, let it rip Wet paper, settlement Eff haters, eat a dick I'm celebrating, where the chicks? I want to take them, make them wasted Tape them, no exaggeration My fascination is women, congratulations We young, come with me to door number 3 I'm a show you what she want A ton of me, a whole bunch of drinks Every night like a rerun We ain't even begun to see fun Until now, Mickey Mause Mickey Mause Mickey Mause Yes, no stress, did it right, going left Meet me at coat check I'll be there in no less than four sex-I've These chickens boneless, talking no sex? What you mean, girl? You ain't know I'm so fetch? Doggystyle, I go fetch We talking now, what's next? It's morning now, I'm walking out Let's get salmon croquettes Scrambled eggs, so fresh And the toast we got is so French Hah, that's right Do it all day, see you tonight Mickey Mause Mickey Mause Mickey Mause Mickey Mause We back, don't leave Ain't no tricks up my sleeve Only chicks on my team And when they sniff, they can't breathe That's me, I'm live Mickey Mause with a five Grace Jones at my side Question marks in my eyes Surprise, I'm here '88 was the year A pair of Jordans was rare Don't step on those, stay clear Hah, this is me Back in the party, I feel so free Shades is on, look at me Look at me, look at me, hah! Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania