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[Jay
One two, one two
uh,
I'm on a cloud, they trailing below
my shrink me it's a feeling they'll never know
I pack up all my sins and I 'em to the show
and let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go

I'm sailing on a cloud, trailing below
my shrink told me it's a feeling they'll know
I pack up all my sins and every L I blow
and let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go

In the before time, a land before altar boys
Synagogues and shrines, man was in his
look how far I go in time just to start a
the method is
you get blessed every line
I'm in touch every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
Your melonated, carbon-dated, of the Chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in
He "N-gga f-ck the underground,
you to win a Grammy
for your and your family,
need to see you shined up
you a mighty high ladder, let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you of?
terrorize artificial rap n-ggas and spread love
pollinate the ear
you supposed to, spit it for the culture
pay no attention to the and the vultures
they rather have a shot of Belvy to spite you
they cast the judgments 'cause they feel they got the to"
F-ck 'em, I let the roll like my father did
I shine, it's in my blood, I'm a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, my ladies ladylike
Hit 'em with a remix, then sure that they play me twice
I thought you it's the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats and fat

In this envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack I crossed the line between real life and fantasy
it be the same, went on covers with Warren Buffett
was ducking the undercovers, was with mothaf-ckers
from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers
if you believe in that of love, your screws need adjusting
in the World of no justice and ladies on the back of buses
I'm the Immaculate Conception of rappers hustlers
my God, it's so hard to
but it all falls perfect, I'm autumn is to trees
Uh, the doc
he scribbled a for some Prozac
he "take that for your mustard"
boy, you must be off your rocker if you think you'll it off the strip before they Pac ya,
n-gga you gotta be psychotic or mixing something potent with your
It takes a lot to shock us but you so prosperous is preposterous
how this nappy headed boy from out the project
Be the of America's obsession?
you totally disconnected with reality, don't believe in
since when did black men become

You no idea
the to what I say
and you no idea
of how I got way

Now, my dreams
and by the time you
I'll look from the clouds
see, I'm on my way