[Verse 1: Wiki]
Yeah
If you felt like I felt, you'd get why I don't get dressed up
To get up on stage I swear wear sweats up on stage
Still get felt, yup
Cause of the spit that I dealt up
I'm on Delta flight back to the Mecca
Yeah right back to the center
Dogs and dutches, not double-deckers, I'm not visiting
It's my home that you living in
Home town distancing itself for me to more home grown missions
I be spitting em for the simpletons
Basically the bigger I be getting for 'em
Make me not want to go back the drama hold that
If I had known that now I would've told that
My old self would go and smack my current self
New York til we old cats
And I would've had to told back
Man I been around the world, I don't know Pat
It's just how I feel, I promise you it's real, I hope you know that
I hope you know Pat, god damn
I become a man when I look in the mirror
I can't hear you I'm damaged I look like De Niro
What character shook, fuck, fuck
What am I? A pharaoh, a crook, a kid
I live in fear and a tear
But then I got beer drippin' down my beard
How you explain that
Sun showers, gun powder comin' out my face, facts
Yeah
If you felt like I felt, you'd get why I don't get dressed up
To get up on stage I swear wear sweats up on stage
Still get felt, yup
Cause of the spit that I dealt up
I'm on Delta flight back to the Mecca
Yeah right back to the center
Dogs and dutches, not double-deckers, I'm not visiting
It's my home that you living in
Home town distancing itself for me to more home grown missions
I be spitting em for the simpletons
Basically the bigger I be getting for 'em
Make me not want to go back the drama hold that
If I had known that now I would've told that
My old self would go and smack my current self
New York til we old cats
And I would've had to told back
Man I been around the world, I don't know Pat
It's just how I feel, I promise you it's real, I hope you know that
I hope you know Pat, god damn
I become a man when I look in the mirror
I can't hear you I'm damaged I look like De Niro
What character shook, fuck, fuck
What am I? A pharaoh, a crook, a kid
I live in fear and a tear
But then I got beer drippin' down my beard
How you explain that
Sun showers, gun powder comin' out my face, facts
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