False Idols Ruined Egos
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B.o.B
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FIRE (False Idols Ruin Egos)
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Let's be honest.
I wake up in the morning, this sh*t jumping.
She gonna get that D with my thumbing.
No bending honest, just top ramen.
I feel like king, too can humongous.
Pay your homage, Bobby Ray, no shaman, I'm a stay or something conscious, I promise.
Saw this day was coming, like a play or something.
Hundred nations form a summit, Congress, no hesitation, come and try to take it from it.
Terminator style, I'm dumpin', dumpin'.
Flip on Kickback like Liu Kang, a f**king Johnny Cage from hallow's grace your stomach, vomit.
Every day is something, some grenade or something, someone say that someone's bombing the government.
Propagate the complex way the moral compass, you debate on who don't done it, convicts.
I'ma stay the song.
It's still segregated prompts, in the state I'm from.
And they still gon' bang you a four or a tray, a crime.
If a cop could pop, you know, and damn, it's obvious, the justice is some pretty bias.
Take your right away like arthritis, the eye of the 'Austrian Iris', let's be honest.
I wake up in the morning, get your jumping.
She gon get that D with my thumbing.
No bending honest, just top ramen.
I feel like king, too can humongous.
Like I'm suffering from ego death, need no stress.
Lean on that weed, on that drink, I'm a m-o-t-e-p.
Depopulate, you chemo death, steal your breath.
Beast mode, ain't no more heroes left, Hercules complex.
All black incognito like Neo, at emo fest, slip like Aikido.
Arm the torpedo, I'm homing, I'm reloaded.
Three-piece tuxedo, I'm bum like a G.I. Joe, burnish.
Just like a slave to something, that can't awaken from it.
We ain't got a thing in common, you common.
Minus the sense, keep your eyes on your rent and them commas, modern economics, consumption.
Some in critics in my comics, a conference of conversations and assumptions.
It's constant.
Pills too big to ever stomach, you astonishing.
I never claimed I'm Nostradamus, I'm just the public.
Intuition mix with my opinions, just more confirmations on the subject, on warning.
Pull your card, I pull no punches.
A monkey wrench in the dysfunction, I let's be honest.
I wake up in the morning, get your jumping.
She gon get that D with my thumbing.
No bending honest, just top ramen.
I feel like king, too can humongous.
They literally tried to run me over with a f**king SUV while I was walking my dog.
Um, this is my first video since my um... accident or overdose or aneurysm or whatever you wanna say.
And the pedophilia ring and the cloning center...
That's right, darling, the cloning center.
Parents, listen to me right now!
