Broadcasting ft. P.O.S. (lyrics)

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Broadcasting

Broadcasting

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

I am bigger than you've ever seen,
I am better than you've ever heard,
I could reinvent with every word.
Larger than life don't even make sense,
I am so far ahead I'm backwards, I am in past tense.
I am on overload, overdose,
I am on cruise control,
I could write an album under comatose.
I am unconscious yet so focused,
I'm ultimate high, I'll ride till I'm hopeless.
I know what I started and I don't plan on finishin'
Givin' in is the difference from wishin' it an livin' it.
So posers step off me,
I'll get ya paid off, cock metal, what it cost me.
I don't even hafta fight,
I'll let people I don't know whoop yo ass all night.
Turn on the radio, I got something to say -
Broadcasting a punch in the face.

Ah, east coast west coast,
Mid-west down south world wide.
South-side north-side,
Where the fuck you at?
Doomtree
Stophouse

I am bigger than you've ever seen,
I am louder than you've ever heard,
Letterhead be clever with the word.
Clever up the beef, eat,

Never sweat a nerd,
Haters are like birds, yeah,
Tweet tweetin' from the cheap seats.
Shit-shittin' on concrete, criterion raps,
Stimulus pack large, now pay it back.
You off ya crux fool,

You couldn't balance collaborations
With verses adjacent to beats by Mux Mool.
Success ooze from the sweat glands,
Rules for the next don't apply to P.O.S. man.
I'm livin' beyond the lines you sketch man,

I'm livin' between the lines of text, man,
Illegible hand, script.
Up here, hi, learn how to elevate,
Innovator laser-tongue, 

Assimilate to absolutly nothin, get it straight, 

I am a laser-guided hurricane,
Megaman's hand hot absolutely busting.

Ah, east coast west coast,
Mid-west down south world wide.
South-side north-side,
Where the fuck you at?
Doomtree
Stophouse

Critical digital,
Launch pad with the padlock, 

Hazmat launch code numerals.

Stop or it's your funeral,

Watch a couple of bosses rock your cubicle,
Watch how me and Prof spit chapters backwards.

I am an anthrax rapper,

I got a code that I suppose as so does Moses

That I live by and I master.

Yeah rap blaster stone-cold disaster
Cans filled with bass get cracked leave em plastered, damn.

I keep it cheap bitch,

I'm on another level.
Iron man launch punk, I keep it heavy metal.

I keep the belly settled, better full,
Hungry wolf tearing through whatever,

No piggy, just ripping never bull.

I let the Chevy pedal hit the floor, I never settle,
Burn the fuckin road up, I am on every channel.

I let the 9-5 honda civic slide right by,
Middle finger sky high spittin c-c-cyanide.

Rocketman (remix) feat. Yelawolf

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Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

R-O-C-K-E-T  up,

L-A-M-E-S down.
Got cheap beer in a paper cup, 

Alabama homegrown by the pound.
How does that sound?
With a small town down south coming up running up to the club with Rocketman.
Got a white wall or two then I run up on you with a glock in hand.

Hold that can really high by a shot of this Jim Beam.
Drinking motherfucker's engine, when I spit it all the hot girls go ring ring.
Close to my roots like ginseng, 

Dixie mafia.
Droppin this rock on top of ya.
I got a mean team
I got a fit-to-back clear room time for the prime that'll have you seeing stars,
I got people with Chevrolets that are friends of mind that'll have you seeing cars.
Riding by, flying by, rocketships that are sitting high,
Put a city boy on top of the world with a big block bumper and pecan pie.
Get it twice, get it thrice, get it three times my nuts.
Gettin by with about three or five bucks.
Spin it off a little with another blind trust
Spin it off the gutter and I don't give a fuck
So tell my folks that I'm on the way,
I just broke through the ozone with my Blueblocker shades.
Yelawolf

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

I am the Rocketman they talk about.
I jump from star to star I walk it out.
Thinkin of a better ticket is another world to visit is it fitted in my mind rightly, tightly.
Could it really be another planet would it matter pitter patter could I really stay there daily, nightly?
Ooh, yes I will
Ooh man I swear to God
Don't need permission
I'm just wishin' for a little nod
I work for NASA
I just need a little money
I get my training right
Y'all won't even see me comin'.
I got a spaceship in my backyard I been working on.
I need an alternator, then peace to the haters, man, I'll take off
It's a free world out there, ain't it
I let my mind loose, then go chase it
A little lime juice, time to face it
I'm so close that I can taste it.
Got a flashlight, got the wolves by.
Got  the Yelawolf and we'll look for the bullseye.
E.T. phone home with the chrome when I'm in my zone, Holmes, Bet a whole lotta good die.
So turn your lights off, I'm best up in the nighttime.
Every time I see the moon I'm looking at the bright side.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away
To know where I come from is toIt's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
It's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
It's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
I am the Rainman.

Let's go, let's go - Let's break the ceiling
Y'all lame - Let's break the ceiling
Let's go, let's go - Let's break the ceiling
Let's break the ceiling.

I know that you pricks can't see me, I live in the stars.
This is why you fucks can't be me, I was born on Mars.

Zoo (lyrics)

The sort-of music video
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If you can't walk straight, look 'em in their face, tell a motherfucker.
If they hate your crew, 'cause you all act like you're from a zoo.
Run around town and we never turn down, hey we don't follow rules. (Yo)
I just really can't seem to get enough, 'nuff, 'nuff.  (Fuck with me, Aye)

Last night drink a waterfall, if you take a plane you can check the Tylenol.
Mile high with the pilot fall, got the G4 all coated in Armor All.
And I'm smoking like you thought I was a ventilator,
Hello hater, got a generator to my elevator.
Steer clear, 'cause in a couple seconds I'll be swimmin' in beer,
Get some women in here.
Order up another round and get me a mirror.
And a pocket pussy, am I fuckin' making it clear?
Here, here, I'm man of the year, lookin' at my pants like it's a banana in here.
Butt up, looking for some cut up, mean 'n easy best believe all hung up.
Listen,
Listen, yeah, shut up.

I don't give a fuck (so what)
I might be drunk (so what)
Can't get enough (so what)
Aaaawwwww
I don't give a fuck (so what)
I might be drunk (so what)
You can lick my nuts (my nuts)
Aaaawwwww

Itty bitty titty committee is fine, as long as your itty bitty titty got a behind.
Swerving, I think I need a lane or two, run a train or two, man I stay in the mood.
Drinkin' whiskey, what I came to do, so famous I came with the kangaroo.
In bathing suit, and I get on that Cialis, I ain't leaving this party until my dick is calloused.
I can't help it that I'm cocky, Macklemore told me that I'm a cold-ass honky.
Got balls like Bocce, time so hockey, play it as a hobby.
Pass my part as an astronaut, with a massive cock,
Spending all my time in your dad's garage just jackin' off,
To all your thrown away pictures of Asher Roth.
What?  That's a boy?  With them pretty golden locks, are you sure?
I dont' really care, man, I'll take about four.
Drop it to the ground you can take it down lower.
Pretty women that I can't ignore.
I breath for three or four.
I just really can't seem to get enough, 'nuff, 'nuff.
So what?

If you can't walk straight, look 'em in their face, tell a motherfucker. (So what)
If they hate your crew, 'cause you all act like you're from a zoo. (So what)
Run around town and we never turn down, hey we don't follow rules. (Yo)
I just really can't seem to get enough, 'nuff, 'nuff.  (So what)

I don't give a fuck (so what)
I might be drunk (so what)
Can't get enough (so what)
Aaaahhhh
I don't give a fuck (so what)
I might be drunk (so what)
You can lick my nuts (my nuts)
Aaaahhhh

Come on, come on, let's get it in, bitch can I kick it? (yes you can)
Come on, come on, let's get it in, bitch can I kick it? (yes you can)
Come on, come on, let's get it in, bitch can I kick it? (yes you can)
Come on, come on, let's get it in, bitch can I kick it? (yes you can)

Yeah.

Hey, you can trust in me, you can trust in me, I will never let you down.
Have I ever let you down?
I'm probably the most trustworthy MC int he game right now.
Remember that.
I got your back, player.

Prof Outdoors

Prof is doing an outdoor show with a bunch of other acts, September 7th:

  More info here.

Prof will be at Rock the Bells 2013

Rock the Bells this year has a pretty amazing lineup:

September 7-8 in San Bernardino, CA.
September 14-15 in Mountain View, CA.
September 28-29 in Washington DC.
October 4-5 in Rutherford, NJ.

If you live anywhere near these places then you need to get on these tickets as soon as they're available starting May 16.  Prof is on the Saturday lineup for each location.

Added August 8th: A new track just for this

Baby Jacob Part II - Jake Drew feat. Prof

I just found this song today:

Prof's verse starts at 1:35.

The MC Type & Prof - "My Backpack" (lyrics)

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[The MC Type]
Rap is something you do.
Hip hop is something you are.
Traumatic echo.

Yo, check it out, I'm rapping right now,
How many syllables can I fit into this sentence right now.
And even though it's written I'ma go free style right now.
Free Style:
Rest in peace mainstream,
I'ma RIP you into pieces like Pangaea
Yeah,
Our earthquakes that quake the earth into earthshakes that make you squirm.
Turntables.
The four elements come together like the president,
Named Air Force One, KRS One.
If I impress one rapper I did my job,
Except my job is to live with my mom.
I'm bomb, you are terrorist, without me you don't exist.
You are pissed that I'm so good at this.
My consciousness expands to a million conscientiousnesses.
I've got one mistress, her name is hip hop,
I only love her to piss off my in-laws.
Don't get it wrong, I write these songs,
But I have a secret weapon that I brought along:

This is my backpack, check out its straps.
This is real rap, none of that crap.
This is my backpack, it has my rhyme book.
That's how I wrote this, this is my hook.
This is my backpack, it has CDRs.
When you hear my fast rap you'll be seeing stars.
This is my backpack, check out my backpack.
It is my backpack, it's not yours.

[Prof]
Living through my lyrics so lyrically I'll be whatever I want to be,
Backpack, headphones, Socrates' philosophies.
I'm droppin' these anomalies on top of these monstrosities,
I'm building up monopolies, I'm probably a novelty.
Yo yo.
So much pain in my brain, when the rain came the same,
Can't tame my main frame like a chain gang,
In my brain in the rain.
Dang.
Mathematically I'm eliminated tragically,
Metaphorically I'm considered a minority.
My geometry is unflawlessly unapologeticy,
True school hip hop is where I'm really meant to be.
My pen is a light saber.
My ink bleeds my soul into the paper,
Man it's a lifesaver.
My beats by Dre headphones are glorious.
I won't stop until I'm lyrically victorious.

This is my backpack, check out its straps.
This is real rap, none of that crap.
This is my backpack, it has my rhyme book.
That's how I wrote this, this is my hook.
This is my backpack, it has CDRs.
When you hear my fast rap you'll be seeing stars.
This is my backpack, check out my backpack.
It is my backpack, it's not yours.

[The MC Type]
Welcome to Christmas, my lyrical gift never misses,
It only lifts us up to riches,
Of the mind, 'cause making money's wrong,
I'm about to pass the mic to my man Prof.

[Prof]
I am now currently taking a mic from my man Type.
I'm making sure my rhymes are tight every single night.
Hey fuck the mainstream, I'll never be like that.
I stay true and write my rhymes on an iPad.

[MC Type]
Prof, name drop.
Prof, name drop.
Hip hop, hip hop,
Hip hop, hip hop.
We belong together, like the beach and flip flops.
Hip hop.

[Prof]
When I say Hip, you say Hop.
Hip - Hop
Hip - Hop
When I say Don't, you say Stop.
Don't - Stop
Don't - Stop

No, ah, seriously stop. What, what are you wearing on your, what?

This is my backpack, check out its straps.
This is real rap, none of that crap.
This is my backpack, it has my rhyme book.
That's how I wrote this, this is my hook.
This is my backpack, it has CDRs.
When you hear my fast rap you'll be seeing stars.
This is my backpack, check out my backpack.
It is my backpack, it's not yours.

Wack off rhythms, smash hit.

I think I'm about to kick in a capella right now.

Dude, is this the dumbest thing we've done yet?

Atmosphere - Millennium Dodo 1 & 2 (video featuring Prof)

Millennium Dodo lyrics.

Millennium Dodo 2 lyrics.

New Prof Verses on Get Cryphy Mix

There's a new Get Cryphy mix out and Prof has 2 new verses on it.  Prof's verses start at 26:30 and 27:25.

Interview by The Radical Surprise

The Radical Surprise put a few questions to Prof to answer:

What do you believe to be your greatest accomplishment thus far?
Supporting myself as an adult through rap music.

Major props to Prof for that.  It's a huge step.  Read the whole thing.

Prof - Moron (video)

The velvet tracksuit, the fanny pack... Prof is goofy, no doubt about it.

Grieves - Super Scary Monsters feat. Prof

Grieves - Super Scary Monsters feat. Prof

Slug Interviews Prof About Life, the Universe and Everything

There will be eight parts, one for each song on KVP3.

Part 1: Me Boi

Part 2: Get Some

Part 3: New Kid

Part 4: Roughneck

Part 5: Swimming (feat. Slug)

Part 6: Sex Ed (and Interlude)

Part 7: Borrowed Time

Part 8: Moron

Utah (lyrics)

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[Hello there Mr. Rockstar.]

Shit.
Man I heard, uh,
You can marry two bitches, in Utah,
Salt Lake City or some shit.
What the fuck am I doing here, y'know what I mean?

Gimme gimme gimme gimme more,
Turn on my TV please,
I want titties galore.
An anorexic is born every day.
It's easy to find cocaine,
What more can I say?

It's easy to lose your way if you play,
Yeah.

She want a big dick man with a six pack
Smell like minnows in the crib,
Where the fish at?
Bitches all over where the Cris at?
Tic-tac-toe in a row,
I could hit that.
I want shit instantly,
Like a microwave dinner right in front of me.
Let's contribute to the hooplah,
Pack up a futon, make our way to Utah.

Sex and drugs,
We all live in America.
It's easy to lose your way if you play.
Yeah.

And so I walk in the party with my B-boy stance,
Don't compare me to the other dude,
He don't dance.
There's enough drink for everybody,
Pee those pants.
I am someone near the top as far as ego stands.
You can leave those pants,
They ain't coming in with me,
That's illegal man.
You can bet I'm a crook, [crook]
In 'n out with your love before you can even look.
Girl this is the USA,
Freedom to eat, fuck, get fat and get paid.
Put your life savings in a bottle of Cris.
Bet that bitch pop,
Throw it on some tits.
If you can't beat 'em join 'em,
Man that's true,
And you wonder what I think that we all should do.
Hmm.
Let's contribute to the hooplah,
Pack up a futon, make our way to Utah.

Sex and drugs,
We all live in America.
It's easy to lose your way if you play.
Yeah.

Eh, eh girl,
You look good to me,
Come and show me your world.
What?
Let me ask a couple questions,
Sex, drugs, alcohol, learn a couple lessons.
'Cause, I'm involved with that daily,
I give you that insight,
You don't have to pay me.
I learn you something real good girl,
I'll open my door,
Let's go dancin'.

Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka-chcka-ah. [Hey]
 Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka. [Go girl]
Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka-chcka-ah. [Hey]
 Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka. [Go girl]
Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka-chcka-ah. [Hey]
 Chcka-chcka-ah, chcka-chcka. [Go girl]

Sex and drugs,
We all live in America.
It's easy to loss your way if you play.
Yeah.

I wanna see you dance, see you dance.
See you shake that ass, oh yeah.
I wanna see that now.
I wanna see that now.
I wanna see you dance, see you dance.
See you shake that ass, oh yeah.
I wanna see that now.
I wanna see that now.

Yeah.
Kaiser Von Powderhorn 2.
I hope you enjoyed yourself.
Just wanted to end on this song.
Let you know that, Utah is the state that exemplifies American tradition.
Make yourself up a religion.
Marry as many bitches as you want.
You'll never have to do dishes again.
Carry your guns, drink your booze, fuck unprotected.
Have a couple abortions.
Smoke your fuckin' cigarettes.
They can't tell you shit.
This is America.
Never forget that.

Rules (lyrics)

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Oh yeah.
So basically, you know, I don't want you telling me shit.
I'm not trying to hear anything you got to say.
Tomorrow ain't promised to anybody,
So I ain't hearin' you today.

Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.
Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.

Check it out.
I'm thinking about putting it in your mouth.
I'm thinking about taking you to my house,
And I'm thinking about messing around on my couch.
I'm thinking about all the things we could do with,
Hold up,
I seen another girl that was fly like you,
I'm thinking about handing out rides for two.
If you down I'm cool.
And if you 'round that's cool.
And if you hold her down that's better.
'Cause I've seen a lot of doll-faced women,
And I'm still screamin' "Independent women forever"
[Forever-ever, forever-ever]
I will love you until the end of time,
As long as you ain't afraid to take charge,
To step up and give a piece of your mind.

Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.
Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.

Fuck around and get followed,
I seen you coming out of that McDonalds,
I seen your fat mom shop at Marshall's,
For the past three Sundays lookin' gnarly.
I'm patient, what more can I say?
I know you take your garbage out every single Wednesday.
Yeah, bits, don't get ram, up, on.
I leave ya in the alley with your nuts gone.
And I'll be probably be leaving with some puff song.
But I'll be dancing like I got myself a touchdown.
Prof got twinkle toes.
Blowing kisses, throwing mistletoe.
Too much seconds and I'll hit the floor.
Buckin' out, throwing 'bows, I'm invincible.
I got into a fight last night,
And I'm quite sure that it was a dyke last night.
Yep.

Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.
Rules don't apply to me,
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.

Call up the chickens, all the gampos.
Where the strippers at, dubs and the hundos?
Assholes throw bows in the front rows.
No bodybuilders, but real gun shows.
Southside, where they jump folk,
Put it in the air, bud smoke.
Yeah, rules don't apply to me,
A good dude, but I don't even try to be,
'Cause I'm a bad mutherfuck ask if you could rap,
With an asshole such as a mac like myself.
Mr officer, I am a monster,
Involved with illegal things at my concert.
I am considered and immature little kidder,
Then you figured I'm a shit, then you realize I'm a shitter.
I'll make your women scream,
Make the dudes fight.
We gon' do this all night.

Rules don't apply to me, [No they don't now]
I don't need to see tomorrow, tomorrow.
Rules don't apply to me, [Apply to me]
I don't need to see tomorrow, [No I don't now]
Tomorrow. [No I don't now]

Break it down now.
Go girl, go girl, go girl.
Break it down now, go girl.
How you do that there,
How you do that there,
How you do that there,
How you do that there.

Yeah, buddy.

Stepping Out (lyrics)

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Wooh,
Yeah, ladies and gentlemen.

Gonna have a good time tonight, yeah.
KVP
Little bit of cass on me, so we go,
We gon' have fun tonight.
Leave that drama right at home.
We gon' make that sacrifice.
I don't need those two left feet,
You know it ain't that hard to dance.
Leave that drink right on that table,
Come here and shake that ass.

Ooh, whoop dee woo.
You right here, girl,
Now I'm touching you.
Oh lord, I'm filled with joy.
Yeah, oh yeah.

Junction, baby.
That's fine.
Do you believe that? [yeah]
Do you see that, girl? [yeah]
Do you believe that? [yeah]
Do you see that, girl? [yeah]

I believe that, I can see that,
I believe that, girl.
I can see that, I believe that,
I can see that, girl.

Wanna chance to talk to her,
Better have that money right.
Better wash up, better look clean,
Better treat that lady right.

Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Junction, baby.
Let's ride.
Junction baby.
Let's ride.

You looking good, looking nice, yeah.
Let me put my drink down and I'll be right back.
You be looking at me kinda like ya like that.
I be looking at you kinda like I'll wife that.
Hey, girl, just shut your mouth.
I got myself a,
I got the,
I gotta,
I gotta,
I got the,
Yeah, we can go to,
Uh-huh, we can board a,

I wanna wake up with you.
I wanna wake up with you.
I wanna wake up with you.
I wanna wake up with you.

The Prof and Rahzwell Show

This was a good show.

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Moron (lyrics)

Beat by Lazerbeak

Full song
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Ooh,

What the hell are you doing.

Do the moron, [freak out] do the moron.

Ooh,

What the hell are you doing.

Do the moron, [freak out] do the moron.

Go stupid, Go stupid, Go stupid,

Go stupid, Go stupid, Go stupid,

Go, go, go, go.

You a freak already,

Fuck a seat, you go freak on steady,

Best believe I got ta heat up,

Heavy keep on and on and leave all the problems with your momma

We gon' keep on steppin'.

Abera-cadabera I'm an animal,

Why is everybody gotta dance on my canical?

I'm in the heart of the beast.

This is May day baby, powderhorn's elite.

Listen  [Hush hush, now]

You better use that. [Use that]

You're momma made that. [Made that]

You better use that. [Use that]

You're momma made that. [Ever getcha that, baby]

You better use that. [Use that]

You're momma made that [Ever getcha that, baby]

Make it work, work, work.

Ooh,

What the hell are you doing. [Freak out]

Do the moron, [freak out] do the moron.

Ooh,

What the hell are you doing. [Freak out]

Do the moron, [freak out] do the moron.

Go stupid, Go stupid, Go stupid,

Go stupid, Go stupid, Go stupid,

Go, go, go, go.

Ten minutes later and I'm dancin' like an orphan,

I wanna make sure I get my portion.

I get no pay while I'm workin'.

Shake it like a moron, girl, that's perfect.

So put your right leg in, [Leg in]

And throw your right leg out, [Leg out]

So put your right leg in. [Leg in]

Shake the motherfucker. [Good job]

So put your whole ass in, [Ass in]

And throw that whole ass out, [Ass out]

Put your whole ass in. [Ass in]

Shake the motherfucker. [Good job]

Listen,  [Hush hush, now]

You better use that. [Use that]

You're momma made that. [Made that]

You better use that. [Use that]

You're momma made that. [Ever getcha that, baby]

You better use that. [Use that] 

You're momma made that [Ever getcha that, baby]

Make it work, work, work.

All of us, put 'em up.

Carmela, Julia, Benjamin, Jacqueline, Rafael [Go, go, go]

All of us, put 'em up.

Amberly, Angela, Timothy, Theodore, Pamela [Go, go, go]

Hey.

So put your right leg in, [Leg in]

And throw your right leg out, [Leg out]

So put your right leg in. [Leg in]

Shake the motherfucker. [Good job]

So put your whole ass in, [Ass in]

And throw that whole ass out, [Ass out]

Put your whole ass in. [Ass in]

Shake the motherfucker. [Good job]

Good job.

Sex Ed (lyrics)

Beat by Erick Anderson
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Yeah
Feel that.
Yeah.

If you look for satisfaction on the late night say, All right.
All right.
If you know just what it lookin', what it taste like say, All right.
All right.

My momma told me that I'm only as good
As my best dream, baby.
I'd swim if only I could,
That's if you let me baby.
I don't wanna seem like I'm rude,
But I only have my word.
Yeah.
You know that I'm that type of dude,
To make you co-sign and concur.
Yeah.
Sex, sex, sex.
I just want the best, best best.
We can get together, baby.
Hey.
What I want just ain't for myself,
It's in your best interest,
Let's make it happen, baby.
Yeah.

Let me get it now:
One for the money,
Two for the show.
We can rendez-vouz and do some fuckin' on the low.
I'm considered pro,
You like a good meal.
Give me snorkel and I'm divin' like a navy seal.
Never in your long legged life has the pipe been layed just quite like tonight.
Have another drink, it's on me, on me.
Yeah.
When you close your eyes and you're so satisfied on the inside,
Make you wanna sing like,
Tell me what ya think.
I'ma get to know every inch of the highway
Give me the road map.

If you look for satisfaction on the late night say, All right.
All right.
If you know just what it lookin', what it taste like say, All right.
All right.

Your the reason I'm still up,
Don't play.
If I go without a wink of sleep,
Pretty girl have it your way.
But ya know I gotta get mine,
Right after you got yours for the fifth time.
We could move it all the way to the window,
Makin' shimmy and you make it for the this time.
And don't be 'fraid to call a little bit later we could redo it all,
Whenever satisfaction's on your mind.
We can go,
Hey.

If you look for satisfaction on the late night say, All right.
All right.
If you know just what it lookin', what it taste like say, All right.
All right.

Ah,
Five
Six
Seven
Ooh.

Borrowed Time (lyrics)

Full song.
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I've seen you lie,
You old-ass, one too many times.
What I find, to my surprise,
There is no one who's their own.
Yeah.
[I've learned my patience needs to sleep.]
Wasting time, you're wasting mine.
[I have died my own two hands.]
I will strangle you with my own hands.

Wasting time.

You can count me out' it,
You can write my book and later tell me all about it.
I've seen enough to know that we've been over this,
You're old as hell, your time is up,
Motionless, you're ride is stuck.
You're scared as hell and for good reason.
And I'm burnin' both ends,
'Cause I don't wanna be your age at a horse race breakin' my back over fourth place.
Rather middle of a court case screamin' at your face til the show ends.
They say I drink too much,
That's because I think too much.
We really wastin' time motherfucker,
You'll miss a moment if you blink too much.

We got a reason to tie you up.
We're living at a moment's notice. [Wastin' time]
We got a reason, we can't be bought,
Keep thinking that we losin' focus.

I've raised myself, I'm ready, [To tie you up]
Keep thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time. [Wasting time]
I've raised myself, I'm ready, [To tie you up]
Keep thinkin' I'm outta my mind.

Should I be polite?
Should I leave you 'lone?
Should I let you come and steal my lifeline?
Don't be so vain,
We all got guns.
We'll take what's ours
In your lifetime.
Patience killing me.
I'm getting drunk and breaking everything.
I'm so sick,
My habits don't lie.
I'm killin' myself,
Don't wanna break my stride.
You can't tell me shit,
You're so outta touch.
Stay in my way 'n guaranteed I'll fuck you up.
The pressure's buildin',
It's gettin' loud.
If time is money tell me how to wait around.

I've seen you lie,
You old-ass, one too many times.

We got a reason to tie you up.
We're living at a moment's notice [Wasting time]
We got a reason, we can't be bought.
Keep thinking that we're losing focus.

I've raised myself, I'm ready, [To tie you up]
Keep thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time. [Wastin' time]
I've raised myself, I'm ready, [To tie you up]
Keep thinkin' that I'm outta my mind.