I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the skynWith a cap in his head and a knot in his tienI'm the light in the mall when the power is gonenA shad...
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the skynWith a cap in his head and a knot in his tienI'm the light in the mall when the power is gonenA shadow in a cornernJust playin' along!nI'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling asidenBut if a get a carnA moment to ridenBecause I know if I ever tear living with younnYou've got a holding chainnAnd you don't know what to do!nYou'd stop!nnYou wanna do itnBut you don't know what you doin' babynA-a-a-a-ahanYou wanna feel it,nBut you don't know what you're feeling tonight!nAnd if you're thinkingnAnd I don't know what you're thinking babynA-a-a-a-ahanYou go on thinkingnAnd you gonna make it alright!nnI'm in Prada boy...nI'm a late... not a heart in...nI got Saturday night, enough1s been saidnIf I ever had to do it,nWell, you know I wouldn't carenI'd just get down, I'm loving the featnAnd if I wanna talk back, the message is freenI never found a ray and...nAnd if you can't partake, you get 'em alivenYou get a heartnnYou wanna do itnBut you don't know what you doin' babynA-a-a-a-ahanYou wanna feel it,nBut you don't know what you're feeling tonight!nAnd if you're thinkingnAnd I don't know what you're thinking babynA-a-a-a-ahanYou go on thinkingnAnd you gonna make it alright!nnEvery time we try, we get nowherenBut wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeahnTrying so hard to act like we don't carenBut it's true, you do, nothing is leftnSo I guess I'm right!nnNew word, onomatopoeia... boomnQuit acting like you don't wanna be here.nFuck around and get jumped like leap yearnGlock and a glove make you really wanna leave me a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.nOK, OK, OK back to the happy songnRap ain't nuttin' but the art talking ishnMy girl look pretty up there, ridin' itnMy plaid pants, my solid future ...nAsinine ass, and a glorious cooch-ernI'm an outcast, but you're into menSummer got mad cause Winter blew menThat juicy fruit, that shplooshy-shplooshnGeneration X on bloop de bloopnGet duked out, or get duked-dukednEr'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof, Ha!nLike a chimney, I commend menHow come it be, some lame, mannNigga talkin' 'bout "Aww, he don't rap enough"nBut y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"nYe ain' Scarface, ye ain' Willie D,nYe ain' Bushwick, ye ain' killin' menBetter play wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,nBet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin' mamanKeep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamasnIn the daytime I swear, I promisenDare a nigger say som', tear a nigga face offnHow come blacks don't play baseball?nY'all white, know y'all can taste all this fly shitnI stay finna take offnnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnYe ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that TangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnBut is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dana DanennBet it up, head erupts,nA lava language, and the vocals volcanicnIf it ain't fix, don't broke it, don't panicnIf it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammitnIf it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flushnIf it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hushnMan, they sound like...nMan, they stole yo...nMan, they look like...nNope it ain't us.nnAh, Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnIs ya really Slick Rick? No you Dana DanenDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnDo ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thangnYe ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that TangnnEvery time we try, we get nowherenBut wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeahnTrying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care)nBut it's true, you do, nothing is leftnSo I guess I'm right!nnFlip the page, our days are revelations (Hiiide!)nSpace is strange, doctor, I've got no patience!nOh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay)nNothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you're right Less
