(verse 1)
Bring it right back, while I drink a nightcap. I'm a genius. Like that. Too high to see it? My fault. My bad. My apology. Time to body me. They fear what they don't understand. Take you here or there. I'm under your hands. Like a handcuff. Around the back. Ball a fist. You can't do shit. Stand up. Down is that. I be that. I'm on some real shit. A problem to deal with. My honesty, killing. I gotta love it. I gotta hate it. Because it's taking lives, and I'm above the pavement.
(hook)
I can't complain.
I feel this way.
Goin' against the grain?
Feel this way:
I need a reprise.
I need the darkness to rise to my face.
I need a reprise, y'all
(verse 2)
I smoke enough for everybody. "Open up! I got a shottie!" Knock-knock. Yeah. YOU, Thottie. I'm waiting for you to touch my body. Make me feel special with the love that I been giving, especially because I been giving it so freely. Women wanna be me. Look at these short hair chicks tryna stare at the dick. I don't care for shit. Share some chips. My therapist, pissed. I don't need her but I love her. Not a skeezer, but I'll fuck her. One of these days, she'll see me as a brother that needs to be a lover to she. Until then, I'm a client. It don't take much but real thoughts to get inside of it.
(hook)
I can't complain.
I feel this way.
Goin' against the grain?
Feel this way:
I need a reprise.
I need the darkness to rise to my face.
I need a reprise, y'all
(verse 3)
Socially, I'm a mixture of Rosa Parks and Owen Hart. Flow from the heart. Flow is sharp. Slit your wrist with it. Mind your business, kid. Still I'm so sick with it. Anybody got a problem with me? Let me know now. 'Cause it goes down. Every round that I go. And I don't ever go around, so... I throw my weight around, though. Get down. It's The Down Show. Those that are depressed are deep in the black. Realize the reason that the creature is back, is saving YOU. And keeping the black to myself. That oughta help. If not, I died in the name of Hip-Hop. I got it. The name of Hip Hop is shot!
(hook)
I can't complain.
I feel this way.
Goin' against the grain?
Feel this way:
I need a reprise.
I need the darkness to rise to my face.
I need a reprise, y'all
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Who needs a beat when your feet just go?
#TheALIEN!!!!
