Verse ( West)
Hey eh I'm known for running my I will not be for what comes out uh I know I might of said it I was kinda and light-headed My jacket fresh, bright red-ed And as usual my pants tight It like everybody dress tight now And I want my credit get it twisted or dreaded I am the and will not be-headed To the mall no time soon Being broke my head hurt So I need the or an Excedrin only get my engine revvin' While on ten, I'm on eleven I'mma the news, be on at seven Matter fact, I'm on very second I'm in first and in second And this only add to the freshness Call to the club, tell 'em add to the guest What you think? Way more I can be to big for my britches Y'all mutha know who this is I'm gifted, Christmas... Christmas
(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm armed pens And I got my comes, I'll write it down So me out And shoot me mics in hand We'll stand against the test of
(Santogold)
You don't my mind Like I said a thousand I try to ahead Know what I'm for I leave you to your Never my kind before And you're all so thick and I know I led it Part of me me quit Won't let me just not say So much there to be bored Can't be still, I afford it Try to hold it in but it me sick So I spit it out, say the hell it I dream it and I it tall Make a way for when it
(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm with pens And I got my Whatever comes, write it down So me out And me down With in hand stand against the test of time
I'm armed pens And I got my Whatever comes, I'll it down So me out And me down With in hand We'll stand the test of time