F-u-c-k y-o-u
These e-y-e's see right through you
These bitches keep on callin you
But switch up when Im fallin through
I hate games and I hate drama
I hate question marks and I hate commas
Right now man I hate dames hate lames
Just take it with a grain and maintain
Every time I hook a freight train through my right brain
Lightning in a bottle I dont wanna coddle that pipe dream any longer
Stronger than the first time that I met you
Etch you in a sketchbook then I let you go
In a whirlwind my girlfriend
My low end theory in a weary dream state
I slept-walked through landmines and man Im scared
F-u-c-k y-o-u
Im back on the good foot livin the good life
Giving my all to the music I love to the end
And my friend I will love you forever
But never be intimate with you again, so hey..
A, take care I will be there from afar
And B, be brave you can make it touch the stars
But C, see this matrix won't change you
You gotta change gotta make that turn
Everywhere we go there we are, burn

Scalding hot lava on the soles of your feet girl
Nothin changes for you but the name of the street
(X2)
Stop running..what you running from?
Forrest Gump
Forrest Gump fuck you Forrest Gump fuck you

I l-o-v-e you to death
My girl my friend to the end of the day
But I can't stand lies they pierce my ears
My fears for you burn at my day
Resume weeds dont hurt
Don't bleed but you can't get keyed around him
Fountain shooting out toxins on my jeans
You wanna get clean but you don't wanna
Take a look on the deepest levels
The devils accomplice lurks In a conscience state
You cannot relate to can't escape
Cause you think you cannot make it when I think you really will
All depends on whether your willing to express how you really feel

Girl I l-o-v-e you to death
But I will not sacrifice my life my nights my days
My weight will change cause I'm always in the mood to fight
For what I have gained back
No longer laying on the train tracks
This brains in a battle but I came with a paddle to claim that right

(hook)

1...2...3...4...5

Are you ready?

Take a photo but not a copy
I'm not a sloppy imitator
Greater than many penny
Pinchin' muthafuckas searching through bargain bins
Looking for a phenomenon/ On and on I never stop
An autobahn is what I'm rollin on
The windows down, Checkin out the scenery
Never stoppin, appealing to the females I'm poppin at
Stoppin at nothing
Puffing a cigarette while tucking my dick in my pants
Look at the ass, look at the tits
A horny little devil with the bass and the treble
You not on the level if your lookin at the ground and in the pebbles
Eligh the Grey Crow, fly high like old faithful
Not knowing my wingspan, I rise Like tornado's to sweep up the pesos
They leave under tables, The brain is un-stable
Saying fuck you to the labels
Even if I never made another track
I'm 3D and your beta-max, a futuristic Manifold
A carbonated chemical, I'm bubbling
I'm troubling you Thumbalina ballerina ass wipes. Take that