Here I am #1 son, who are you? No one that matters it’s my world wanna see the proof? Which house? This house I’ll take it Pool with a view so the girls get naked I’m in the drop top Maserati hot shot Speeding down Sunset, full throttle never stop Police can’t see me, I’m waving dollar bills High strung on the white lion from the hills Addicted to the pain, someone else’s problem MC Escher picture perfect ain’t no way to solve ‘em I’ve been a monster since the day I was born Little cocky-ass kid with my Jordans on So fast-forward two decades and a life full of privilege I do whatever I want, wait ‘til I’m finished I’m off the planet and it’s not even 9pm Hooray for Hollywood, let the games begin
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An American Psycho on the prowl…
Verse 2
Leaving out the back door, what more could I ask for? Hard times in the city makes ‘em all whores Just buy a couple shots and mix the magic stuff Another half an hour you’ll be on the rug This ain't my first rodeo there are things I know Jack The Ripper with a big smile watching the show From the rich blood of 90210 Untouchable, we buy it for the price of our soul Rollie on my wrist, small hand on the 2 I’m the one who knows the future and what’s coming for you Your mom and dad would love me but there's just one thing I got some rope in the trunk time to tie back your wings Pin you in my book with that look in your eyes Top of the food chain, impeccable disguise I'll take you back to the 818, these are you last moments You’ll wanna stay awake
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