[Verse 1] I'm sittin' in a car full of bitches Makin' art with 'em, screamin', "Carpe diem" This is mothafuckin' freedom, ain't it? I came to free the nation Do the macarena with a waitress at the Applebee's Who'd rather be a cheetah, and One day, I'ma be the greatest, retire my jersey I'm the people's favorite; Y2K, Nelly, Dream Land, Kirby Have 'em bow down, how the ground sound? Dirty I'm way beyond okay, these hoes ain't Worthy of the nut-bust Up-chuck flows when I'm fucked up You want a war? Bitch, I'm Chuck Norris with the nunchucks Lord of all this funk stuff, somethin' like a oracle, I gotchu It's kung-fu Keanu, I'm the one, what? Droppin' like dump trucks, made it through the sadness What does everybody run from? You marchin' through the madness I'ma kidnap the rap game, hold the bitch captive Full of so much regret, I should've been a Catholic Jewish, Buda, Baptist, cooler than a cactus You sleepin' on my shit, then I'ma dookie on your mattress Whoa, and that smell like roses Just got myself back, run and tell that, homie [Chorus] It's only me, myself, and I That's all I need though Dreamt I would teach myself to fly It was just a dream though When I am all alone, I close my eyes Turn on the music, blow my mind Ooh-oh-oh
[Verse 2] (Yeah) Okay And in my mind, I'm enormous Like a giant rhino-saurus or a dinosaur of violent forces Eyes in the sky, can't find the floor, I'm kinda sorta (Crazy) The medication got me feelin' all (Wavy) Yeah, I'm chasin' paper like I'm broke Never cater to these hoes, the creator of this dope shit Got my own chef, plus a waiter and a hostess Hot as the equator, but I'm rarer than the solstice Don't trip, breath of fresh air if you want it They always starin' at me kinda like they seen a ghost Knock 'em out, T-K-O Gettin' money is the motive and the pussy just a bonus Flows is explosive, make a girl sweat like aerobics Yoga, fuckin' king cobra, boa Constrict no bitch, don't even know her Belushi in a toga, house full of animals, Jedi, Yoda Everybody wanna grow up and be Hova I'd rather be Darwin, Clark Kent New G-Wagon with the dark tint Came a long way from sellin' dubs by the park bench Now we can celebrate, I want this shit forever, mane [Chorus] It's only me, myself, and I That's all I need though Dreamt I would teach myself to fly It was just a dream though When I am all alone, I close my eyes Turn on the music, blow my mind Ooh-oh-oh
[Outro] The music, I can fix you with the music Do you feel this in the music? People need to hear the music, the music The music, I can fix you with the music Do you feel this in the music? The people need to hear the music, the musicTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.