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[part i]

[intro: robotic voice & nick xl]
d0ny
too rude, gotta get along
money lookin’ too few, gotta get it long
mama, i love you too, put you in the song

[verse 1: nick xl]
i thought i could change the world with a samson condenser
ready at arms, any moment i could dance with contenders
i wouldn’t call my clique a clique, just a pack of pretenders
that got good at this sh-t, now i be jackin’ the vendors (run it)
now me and o.k. are okay, so i’ma take this boquet
to barbara gordon’s house and tell a joke that leave a bokeh
shout out to seanry, don’t always see eye to eye
but that motherf-cker can cook a dish that make thе crowd cry
it’s been me and you and drew against the world, homiе
and i wouldn’t trade you dudes for the world, homie
and crunk money, sh-t, forgive for me the dead name (my bad)
but that’s the f-ckin’ best name, i see why the set changed
but sh-t, homie, really, you surpassed us already
if i wasn’t so f-ckin’ proud then i’d be massively petty
but i ain’t tryna get too quick with it and crack the confetti
i’m still tryna cop me a bag that pack the back of the chevy
thats why i’m-
[hook: nick xl]
too rude, gotta get along
money lookin’ too few, gotta get it long
mama, i love you too, put you in the song
when there’s nothin to do, gonna get it wrong
(get it wrong)

[verse 2: nick xl]
shout out to martian, this sh-t harder than nails
you heard me back at the apartment tryna barter a grail
and you never said i was garbage even though that i was
you seemed to know it’s how i astral jumped out of the slums
shout out to kovin kest the best, i hold no ill will
that sh-t we crafted was eddie munster in k!ll bill
people drift apart, and that’s a part of the process
but i’ll give you a part if i go martyr apostolus (boom!)
i ain’t givin’ flowers to the dirt when it’s cold
but its still f-ck the jokerr, he old! (hahaha)
and i was never one the types that really do what they told
sh-t i’m the type to take the glass and cold infuse it with gold (mm)
cause i surround myself with people that’s smarter
that’s why i’m leanin’ on the whip like on the cover of carter
i’ll turn a p-ssy to the crow for any one of my folks
then pull up on you, pointing, laughing at your ass cause you broke
i’m just-
[hook: nick xl]
too rude, gotta get along
money lookin’ too few, gotta get it long
mama, i love you too, put you in the song
when there’s nothin’ to do, gonna get it wrong
(get it wrong)

[outro: nick xl]
too rude, gotta get along
money lookin’ too few, gotta get it long
mama, i love you too, put you in the song

[part ii]

[intro: sample]
“i am the crazy b-st-rd
that will walk that aisle like frankenstein on pcp
and melt everything in my path”

[verse 1: nick xl]
b-tch, don’t make me leave the house with my slippers on
i will f-ckin’ get you gone, i’m not the tree to p-ss upon
i’m mad selfish, don’t ever get my writtens wrong
in fact don’t even spit it with me, this ain’t f-ckin’ sing-along
there will be signs when i start making some figures
i’ll buy a rubber, ask the pharma if it makes it look bigger
a deadly agent in your brain like it’s liquor
and sh-t, the parents don’t advise the kids, they pay for the sticker
so i hit the black ice, slid a bit and jackknifed
did a flip, little b-tch, i’m that nice
and i’m over totin’ guns, i think i’ma pack knives
(wicka-wicka) scratch heads, like you had lice
[refrain: nick xl]
knock ’em out the box, nick
knock ’em out, nick
knock ’em- knock ’em- knock ’em- knock ’em-
knock ’em out, nick

[verse 2: nick xl]
godd-mn, b-tch, i’m fabulous
and i’m c-cking a shotty, i’m gettin’ scandalous
i just hope these b-tches can cope with the f-ckin’ damages
when i take off these bandages, young boris, i’m baggin’ this
fine dime piece, a dime a piece is what i charge a feat
so if you wanna fire start, you’ll have to start a fire, cease
investigations quick, because i’m crackin’ the code
regressing activism rap to f-ckin’ smackin’ the pope
and that’s the way of xl, back in a tuxedo
like a young jackie chan, smackin’ to stack c-notes
im that evil extracted from a needle
and injected in the heart of a minotaur for the sequel teaser
me and your wife don’t really cl!ck but i’m still pleased to meet her
i treat my demons like a geezer, i leave it to beaver
sh-t, my freudian slipped
i hit a note and pull your collar like accordion, 6
plus 6 plus 6 is the sh-t that i be on
only person that deserves to die more than me, elon
type of time to have the mind to turn a jefe to peon
i’ma crawl in musk trunk to bust a cap then i be gone
i’m thinkin’ devilish thoughts
if you look under the tongue, there’s a delicate moth
when they’re sending me off, i’ll look to the hen in the cloth
and say ‘i only joined the cult to get some felonies off!’

- nick xl

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