First you smile at Lord, I found you Liquefied inside you, but it hurts if I see you Make you smile, I look and cry, I get by
But that's to bad you get stuck with all Look at you ain't no genius You want to find, you find me I'm home, but I
First you raining for, it be seen Liquefied him more and more, fuck you To go and I go and I and I know 'cause I'm sick and this ain't fun at all
But too bad, you get stuck with whores Look at yourself, you no genius You to fly, you won't find me I'm home, I
But that's too bad, you get with whores at yourself, you ain't no genius You want to find, you won't me I'm home, hurt
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the flow How the fuck you gonna tell me what you know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the fuck you gonna me what you don't know You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash How the fuck you gonna me something
Your this close to fashion the, the cash How the you gonna tell me what you don't know Your this close to fashion and the cash How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know
this close to fashion and the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me you don't know this close to fashion, the cash flow How the fuck you gonna tell me something, me something
Say prayers
But that's too bad you get stuck all alone Look at you ain't no genius You want to find, you find me I'm home, but I
But that's too bad, you get stuck with at yourself, you ain't no genius You to find, you won't find me I'm home, hurt