It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground
They don't understand that us kids are gonna make some mistakes So to you, all the kids all across the land There's no need to argue, parents just don
you try then you can see it too, yeah You'll see the beauty, if you look at something right It's all about your point of view And life it's all about
don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick that ass in phone booth's, drinking 151 proof laughing at that bitch with
trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick that ass in phone booth's, drinking
it's got a color glow If a street rat could've come so far, Maybe I could do it Sure, there's nothin' to it! There's a party here in Agrabah, But we
astray, and I love it when it gets that way. The child is so young, they say that child is truly free And with a mind of perpetual invention. So why is it
Sometimes you may think I take you for granted And granted, sometimes maybe I do 'Cause I've grown so used to you lying next to me That I wouldn't want
so much that I can't get out now Maybe one day but not right now Well, I used to think that country was out of Nashville, Tennessee I don't think that country's
don't choke "hi malachi" let's talk about hope In the beginning Head spinin' make me dizzy I'm the mirror man So don't ask who is it London is my city Jamaica's my country Africa's my history It
is that love? The better better better it gets The more these girls forget That that is love But behind the chalet My holiday's complete And I feel like william
falcon Through an asteroid Till the princess is annoyed (She's annoyed!) This is spaceships, it's monsters, it's Star Wars, we love it, it's true Episode
way so don't close that gate If I don't make that then I switch my flight And I'll be right back at it by the end of the night [Chorus: Haley Williams
hide you Cause all my partnaz in the hood done tried you It's true that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife Well listen shorty maybe I don't want a
Disciples, and Vice Lords All crews that bang Vatos Locos, Four Corner Hustler thing, the Mexican Mafia All crews that bang Al-Qaeda, CIA, Hamas, the Mossad, NYPD All crews that
done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a