the universe
calls your name
and i
will do the same
but if i never go
how will i ever know
that i can find my way back home?
where have you been hiding
that i don't wanna be?
what have you been writing
that i don't wanna see?
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what up chumps?
it's ya dude deeep c
the fiend of mean beats
you can't defeat me
even with the dream team
on nba street
it's deemed as hard as findin
real music on mtv
now contrary to popular belief
i'm not tryna be a g, shit
i'd rather be the bee gees
but here's my theses:
as a species
we treat each other like feces
not equally
so freeze me til the powers with the peeps and
the geeks with the reason
the clean freaks like me damn
and what you believe in
doesn't mean a thing man
drinkin green tea all seasons til we're peacin
like d.r.e. i'm peepin and i'm creepin
spittin bits of jim beam seeds
and wheat thins
girl, you try to touch me like the deep end
i got a tee time with the devil but i'll sleep in