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In my Fall of Rome jeans, my Head wallet My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie CLOT Shit might not go to college but my street polished the black fingernails of that punk rock logic Do the knowledge, man you can't be punk projects Firm disbeliever in punch clock promise Was trading off my comics I was them to school One of Jay-Z boys now I'm skating in pool Not to be rude I'm just on your rules Like a young 50 I'm on my tour morning Singapore I'm bringin' the sun with me From the Robert Taylor to Africa's slum cities I am American with Japanese tendencies sensibility so stay out the vicinity of Yea, yea them niggas over there its Yea, yea now look at I wear
Got my, gold and my, gold chain my fancy car and my diamond ring With my fancy broad and she So its no words and its no And I'm no and I'm no lame Its just so slick that so game, and its Yea, yea she love it here Its just yea, yea she it over here
I like Diptyque candles and sandals and Dita sunglasses, Purple Murder Service I like False Dover Street is off the handle Such a designer Junya Watanabe got damn you I like Yohji and a Max Roach solo Leather Gucci belts and Guilty polo's I like Montblanc and Moleskine paper I like Goyard bags and green Monocle and Japanese manga Nosferatus and HTM trainers I love Fighter 2, I just really hate Zangief Only Ken and Ryu I find it hard to beat a Wee Ninja hanging and an Unkle album banging If you negative in energy stay out the vicinity of Yea, yea niggas over there its just Yea, yea now look at I wear
Got my, gold and my, gold chain With my car and my diamond ring my, ghetto broad and she So plain got scars and one of those long names She a fight a nigga and cusses no shame And her ex-man had her baggin' up but she Yea, yea she it over here Its just yea, yea she love it over
But my most thing is a high self-esteem And a low for them telling me how to lean See the most parts are the ones that are unseen The wings don't make you fly and the crown don't you king Now God don't like ain't too happy bout pretty I am ignorance's enemy so stay out the of Yea, yea them niggas over its just Yea, yea now look at what I