I WANT TO Keep it all together, but this money is the devil, I’m spending it like whateeever.
I WANT TO Get my Daddy that Picasso. They’ll say I never make it ‘cause they think I’m such an asshole.
I WANT TO Stop – Impossible. My flow is sick. And I’m in a bad hospital.
I WANT TO Take this green and turn it – twist it – burn it. It’s your turn ahead.
I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I EXPLODE,
I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I – I –I, I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR
I, WA-WA-WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I…I know I’m blessed in every which way, did the rabbit go down, Vodka with some OJ, Simpsons on the TV, roaches in the ashtray, my Mother is asking why I never considered to study. I tell her I’ll be big, I’m not the brightest son, but I’ll be lighting up the world and remembered when I’m done. She tells me not to run, from issues in my life. So I try to take a stand and end up swallowing the knife. I said…
I WANT TO tell her I just put a million in - her bank account and she’ll never have to worry again. YO…
I WANT TO tell my Daddy that I’m fine, that I’m happy with this girl and I ain’t fucked up all the time. YO…
I WANT TO change – adjust. Go to New York and blow up a bust. It’s just a matter of trust.
I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE or be dust.
I-I-I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I EXPLODE,
I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I – I –I, I WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I, WA-WA-WANT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR I…
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