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kid cudi - lord of the sad and lonely lyrics
(intro)
lord of the sad and lonely
(verse)
won’t you tell me who is the supreme leader?
still want to use like i’m not a human eater
move and groove, make the b-tch linger
want more than the d-ck, gold on the ring finger
not the one who wanna play dumb, see i’m from cleveland b-tch
i’m up in the hills still keep it way trill
and most wanna relax, someone tell me how that feel
i say that loud until i go an pop this pill
i say out loud ‘you wanna let me cop a feel?’
now i pray out loud but i know my god i’ll
bounce with me if you don’t give a f-ck simply
fed up won’t let up on the overtime
the more i work, the more they wanna sweat mine
i can feel those lames they love to speak my name
sometimes dreams of breakin n-gg-s whole faces
and f-ck the precinct, ain’t scared of catchin’ cases
sky might fall, but i ain’t worried at all
got me some xannies and a couple adderall
plus these racks up on the strippers at the mall
with the spirit of god and some gandalf b-lls
lord of the sad and lonely
and the ones that feel like sh-t on the daily
don’t let these phony n-gg-s and hoes
be the ones that bring you low
let it be from the fatigue from making a p-ssy plead
all of the things i’ve seen and survived
make a n-gg- feel way more than just alive
you know my name you know my face
all hail king wizard in your motherf-cking sp-ce
you love it
(hook)
yep, yep, yep
lord of the sad and lonely
yep, yep, yep
lord of the sad and lonely
yep, yep, yep
lord of the sad and lonely
and the ones that feel like sh-t on the daily
i got you, you love it
(verse 2)
now i can show you how to make a domingo dean
in a way in which this universe has never seen
i feel the tension when i’m struttin’ in my prada boots
check with my fresh, if you want i can style you
so enough in my profession is the while you n-gg-
how you not better than me, listen
i swear to g i feel that baby back in ‘99
in the sls stuntin and it’s all mine
sh-ttin on these n-gg-s, sippin on some swiss criss
i guess i’m jury on the sit and on my slit wrist
don’t let these f-ckin up my floors, see i’m getting p-ssed
work too d-mn hard, forever the shenanigans
floatin around bombs and that’s how i went deeper
pom pom n-gg-s, how do my c-m taste
don’t move one, we jokes, we smiles, just a grin
that’s adjust on my best
livin like i got a motherf-ckin prop on my lap at all times
so many kids live they life in my rhymes
see? i’m in love with you all to the end
when sh-t was dark for me, you were my only friends on the reala
they just smoke some tree for yo n-gg-
ain’t n-body got my brownster, my gushy ounce
walk into rooms and f-ck boys, close they mouth
the gut life – you know what we bout
(outro)
lord of the sad and lonely
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