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letra de think of us - just b. polo

[verse 1 – just b. polo]
i’m a..
paraplegic with a, pair of new shoes on my feet
paraphernalia in a, parallel world and i see
got cl-ss like potpourri, and i’m
short, but they’re never looking over me
and you can go and get a drink, i’mma hold the weed
because i’ll grow the words, and i’ll smoke the beat
and they know it’s me, hard to miss it
all about the money, it’s a part of business
all i really care about is me, myself, and jbp i’m narcissistic
hard to miss it, you apart and distant
so i’ll give a call that’ll get you faster
park and listen, “you a star who’s missing”
so i’m k!lling you again like kenny you b-st-rds
master, you’ve been going cross the nation with a
movement dude it’s like -ss-ssination
we the map, four of a kind, but we the
best in the deck like a pack of aces
had to break in and hack the faces
sack your quarterback back to bases
“what the h-ll is this? wack, i hate this”
no strings attached, so you lack the laces
back to bases, proposition
i can taste it, compet-tion
plus i’m wasted and i’m gone and wishing for
another f-cking drink like i’m pounding nathan’s
and i got to bat no catalyst
lines for your facebook statuses
because my mom’s away, she’s been gone for days
and it’s fathers day, and my dad is p-ssed..

[hook – just b. polo]
oo, you love me now, love me now, love me now
but did you love me when i, wasn’t hungry for the fame?
the wealth? the game itself?
and all these people coming in between and now we tell them that i
do it, do it bigger than they’ve ever seen us do it. we been
doing doing things that make your body get to moving
so lets pour a cup, and lets drink it up
who gives a f-ck what they think of us
and lets cheers to those who don’t think we’re good
they just don’t think enough

[verse 2 – just b. polo]
okay i’m 5’8, 110
little mother f-cker doing big -ss cr-p, like
“he can play the guitar, and play drums
and make beats, and wait, he can sing and rap?” like (what?)
“this kid’s amazing, he’s gonna make it, he stays a-blazing, he’s on it.”
i can’t believe it, i can’t achieve it, they say i ‘need’ it. who ‘wants’ it?
everybody gonna say i made a comeback
because i kick it like i’m f-cking abby wambach
i’m from new york and i’m high (high)
like i’m living in the f-cking adirondaks
l-o-n-g i-s-l-a-n-d until the death of me
they say i’m so official like. just b. referee
you know the sh-t, you can’t hold the sh-t, you notice it and it’s gone
then you fold the sh-t, and you roll the sh-t, and you smoke the sh-t
and that’s strong (wait)
i don’t want to be the high kid, want to be the high kid
want to be the kid that’s burnt
i just want to be a drunk kid, playing with a drum kit
f-cking with a girl thats turnt (oh)
and you’re really gonna tell me that i’m never gonna make it in a game so nasty
but i’m heading to the front, i don’t really give a f-ck
anybody gonna kiss my -ss-cheeks?
so cl-ssy, cl-ssy, nope
in a cl-ss, just p-ssing notes
you’ll never reach my lines, you just some asymptotes

[hook]x2

- just b polo

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