You changed the game I like your thug style Hey Heyyou it's me turn the music down So you can hear my invitation Now what I want you to do is come through To the crib right now without hesitation So don't ask me what I want Cause I want you to hurry up and

Floating upon the quiet hydrogen lakes In this ambrosial merrry-go-round they will gaze Ephemeral life touched by a billion-year-show Separating the poet from the woe A grand oasis in the vastness of gloom Child of dew-spangled cobweb, Mother to the Moon

From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released I see my light come shining They say everything can be replaced They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here They say every man who

No hearts, no love no kumbaya yeah When you put the work in man it shows Straight up out the ashes then I rose I done hit a all time low Been at a stand-still and had to go go go Man they out here on a scheme like la-la-la Breaking promises you need like

'Cause I don't give a fuck hoe, fuck hoe, fuck hoe I might be around squirrels 'cause a nigga is a nut, hoe Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat They be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though Round one, fight The Pharmacy Like a tongue, bitch I'm looking

It's just I know Up in the womb, but you can feel it when I kick it, I know And you too must be rockin' with Lil Dicky, Bono It's like I hit the lotto I had to hit the wall though I couldn't see it for a minute Shit was hidden, Waldo They treat it like

I'm-a make a deal with the bad wolf So the bad wolf don’t bite no more They will never find me here! I'm-a make a I'm-a make a bad wolf I'm-a I'm-a Bad wolf I'm-a make a bad wolf I'm-a I'm-a I’ve been running from it all my lifetime There’s nothing wrong

I'm back in the USSR Back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the US Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the west behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my

I'll never really find those perfect words For something more than just, good-bye Its hard to remember good times When there is just so much heart ache They deserve more than that. It's is of more than just one single moment of sadness To just remember

While they're waiting for a While they're waiting for a miracle And waiting for a, and waiting for a, and waiting for a miracle You rub your palm on the grimy pane In the hope that you can see (when you're waiting) You stand up proud, you pretend you're