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letra de i'm a fucking emperor - jazzw4ve

[intro: fall out boy]
do do do do, do do-do, do
do do do do, do do-do, do
da da da da, da da-da, da
da da da da, da da-da, da

[verse 2: patrick stump]
mummified my teenage dreams
no, it’s nothing wrong with me
the kids are all wrong, the story’s all off
heavy metal broke my (heart!)
come on, come on, and let me in
the bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints
and this is supposed to match the darkness that you felt
i never meant for you to fix yourself!
(da da da da, da da-da, da
da da da da, da da-da, da)
[chorus: patrick stump]
some legends are told, some turn to dust, or to gold
but you will remember me, remember me for centuries
and just one mistake, is all it will take
we’ll go down in history, remember me for centuries

[verse 2: del the funky h0m-sapien]
finally, someone let me out of my cage
now, time for me is nothin’, ’cause i’m counting no age
naw, i couldn’t be there; now, you shouldn’t be scared
i’m good at repairs, and i’m under each snare
intangible, bet you didn’t think, so i command you to
panoramic view, look, i make it all manageable
pick and choose, sit and lose, all you different crews
chicks and dudes, who you think is really kickin’ tunes?
picture you getting down in a picture tube
like you lit the fuse, you think it’s fictional?
mystical? maybe

[chorus: patrick stump]
some legends are told, some turn to dust, or to gold
but you will remember me, remember me for centuries
and just one mistake, is all it will take
we’ll go down in history, remember me for centuries

[post-chorus: fall out boy, kanye west]
hey-ey-ey-ey, yeah! hey-ey-ey-ey!
(do do do do, do do-do, do, do do do do, do do-do, do)
hey-ey-ey-ey, yeah! remember me for centuries
(do do do do, do do-do, do, do do do do, do do-do, do)
(i need you right now)
[verse 3: kanye west, fall out boy]
let’s get lost tonight
you could be my black kate moss tonight
play secretary, i’m the boss tonight
and you don’t give a f-ck what they all say, right?
awesome, the christian in christian dior
d-mn, they don’t make ’em like this anymore
i ask, ‘cause i’m not sure
do anybody make real sh-t anymore?
bow in the presence of greatness
‘cause right now, thou hast forsaken us
you should be honored by my lateness
that i would even show up to this fake sh-t
so go ahead, go nuts, go apesh-t
‘specially in my pastellé, on my bape sh-t
(do do do do, do do-do, do; do do do do, do do-do, do)
act like you can’t tell who made this
(do do do do, do do-do, do; do do do do, do do-do, do)
new gospel, homie, take six
and take this

- jazzw4ve

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