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oh, it’s you. yeah, it’s me
we gonna do a little bit of the old school
voice raspy, hair nappy, still nasty
freestylin’ before the beat. you can’t p-ss me
alright, let’s get to the real ish

[verse one]
i’ve done things you’d never even think to do
some good, some bad. i sit here and think ’em through
from getting freaky in front of police stations
to having a rope on my neck like “oh, the antic-p-tion.”
been from top of the world to rock bottom
i’d be depressed and then i’d go wild
so many songs written about my old girl
i got ’em in a cabinet marked “the ex files”
i used to be spontaneous and romance her exotically
i turned into a jerk. now i do therapy melodically
i hate that it was ruined by the demons that got at me
now i’m doin’ it just to show there’s no stoppin’ me
the coldest but unknown. i’m the game’s stranger
still doesn’t change the fact that i’m a game changer
yeah
and every time you think you got the big picture i’m a frame changer
elvis, chuck d, hughes and zeus meets cupid
is my response when they ask “who you is?!”
i’m the illest. don’t planned to be medicated
when they say a cracker can’t, remember kulprit the great did

[verse two]
if you could dive into my psyche, you’d see messages like nicholas sparks meets spike lee
and memories of a green-eyed beauty. trips to the drive in but it wasn’t for the movie
now i’m living on my own trying find the meaning of love and definition of home
she gonna have more reasons to hate this if the stories of us it what makes me famous
like you could catch me on the tele without even having cable
maybe then you’ll wanna try when i gone more than gable.
you used to wanna marry me. isn’t that odd?
now one hand is on the mic and the other points to god
and if ya’ll don’t like it then help yourselves
to another emcee. i know i’m not by myself
i dish realness, i feel this with no doubt
you can get with or get the h-ll out
ok, boy. yeah, yeah we heard ya
you don’t even talk about slappin’ b-tches or murder
i’m not sellin’ nothing. don’t say you don’t buy it
if i was in new york, man, kendrick would be quiet

- kulprit d

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