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[00:50.41]Stripped down to my skin and my bones
[00:52.28]I love huskies but I feel like a wolf (howl!)
[00:54.45]In a pack but I feel all alone
[00:56.01]I'm scatterbrained, man, better offer the clon'
[00:59.73]In Tejas apartments with racists doin' weird shit
[01:02.21]Like, this'll make the biopic (haha)
[01:05.47]Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's, get the wing and tings (yum)
[01:07.99]Real quick, bills still stackin' to the ceilin' (uh-oh)
[01:10.29]Whatchu mean, it ain't workin'? (what?)
[01:12.19]Whatchu mean, you ain't findin' yourself? (oh, I am, I'm tryin')
[01:15.62]Whatchu mean, you ain't got no cash? (I got a little bit)
[01:17.93]Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
[01:19.88]Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick? (uh-huh)
[01:23.35]Shouldn't your mama be done payin' the house off? (I guess)
[01:26.14]Shouldn't you have a real big-ass ego? (no)
[01:28.30]Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls? (eh)
[01:31.59]Twistin' me up like licorice
[01:33.72]Think I need someone who can handle it
[01:35.88]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[01:38.75]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[01:41.42]Twistin' me up like licorice
[01:44.01]Think I need someone who can handle it
[01:46.52]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[01:49.29]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[01:51.87]The original lick-splickety, higher than Yosemite
[01:54.25]Breakin' the mold mentally, master with no limitin'
[01:57.04]Makin' 'em say, "Ugh!", they worshippin' our force viciously
[01:59.51]Watchin' the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
[02:02.05]Often they say I'm off it, I offer my crossed empathy
[02:04.80]They forgot what we on, I'll remind 'em with hostility
[02:07.18]Hot-diggity damn, everyone runnin' scams
[02:10.46]Gotta cover your clams and take another glance
[02:12.78]Runnin' a clinic, no scans, ain't no one claimin' yo mans
[02:15.65]It's all pertainin' to plan, call me the architect
[02:18.28]Lap you in a UFO, I haven't started yet
[02:20.83]Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at
[02:23.35]Moses with the pen, each line an ocean I can part it at
[02:26.96]But that's too deep
[02:31.51]Don't call me stupid
[02:36.85]That ain't the way my name pronounced
[02:39.66]Don't call me Cupid
[02:41.83]I got too many hoes right now
[02:44.38]Poolside in Houston
[02:47.44]Tryna see if Beyoncé will take me for adoption
[02:49.49]Broke-ass rich suburbs
[02:52.62]A civilian shot in Third Ward, we just by the fountain
[02:54.64]This is Merlyn Wood, man
[02:56.68]Everywhere I go is the woodlands
[03:00.65]I need a honeybutter
[03:02.73]Vodka in a Sprite can
[03:05.93]When I'm in the Whataburger
[03:08.38]All the kids know who I am
[03:11.25]I need a honeybutter
[03:13.45]Pourin lean in my Sprite can
[03:15.87]Twistin' me up like licorice
[03:18.82]Think I need someone who can handle it
[03:20.81]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[03:23.51]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[03:26.44]Twistin' me up like licorice
[03:29.06]Think I need someone who can handle it
[03:31.52]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[03:34.12]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[03:36.73]I got a record but I'm clean as they come
[03:39.11]I'm Godzilla, when they see me, they run
[03:41.57]On 37th, used to run from the bloods
[03:44.22]The undercovers gotta duck when they come
[03:46.73]I moved out and in a couple of months
[03:49.33]I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug
[03:51.88]I used to write raps on the back of the bus
[03:54.15]Now I'm in the front seat shiftin' the gears
[03:57.49]It's funny how things can change
[03:59.74]Three hundred dollars to my name, led to Hollywood
[04:02.09]I was livin' off Ramen and change
[04:04.87]Five hundred dollars on these dinners, never have to pay
[04:07.88]Growin' up my teachers told me
[04:10.28]"You better get them grades up if you wanna finish high school
[04:13.10]And after high school, you better get a degree
[04:14.83]'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world, you could live in the street"
[04:17.47]Flashback, I had my Walkman in the minivan
[04:20.56]Listenin' to *NSYNC, saw my name on the CD
[04:23.36]Bleach blond tips, wanted to be JT
[04:25.61]Wanted to do big things, had to fulfill a dream
[04:28.64]One might say I was doomed from the get-go
[04:30.93]But those same people assume, 'cause they'll never know
[04:33.67]What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone
[04:36.31]I am one with the ebb and flow, that's all I know
[04:38.76]Twistin' me up like licorice
[04:41.18]Think I need someone who can handle it
[04:43.73]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[04:46.19]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[04:50.25]Twistin' me out like licorice
[04:52.16]Think I need someone who can handle it
[04:53.91]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[04:57.08]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[04:59.67]Twistin' me up like licorice
[05:01.99]Think I need someone who can handle it
[05:04.81]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[05:07.40]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
[05:09.82]Twistin' me out like licorice
[05:11.89]Think I need someone who can handle it
[05:14.36]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
[05:17.32]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
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