LBO - Me Myself and I lyrics

rate me

Oooh

Looks like mad people got a problem

It's all good, though don't need to solve them

It's me all tied and solemn

God damn, full if you got them

Stone contempt for them moving mountains

Months are hurt many times, who's counting

It sure is damn beat sweet be, I'm just sipping beer by this water fountain

I'm about to become the biggest and devoid the world of sin

Keep my life back tighter than my dick in a pair of emo jeans

None of that eye contact, what is up, I've been the fucking scene

Cause I don't wanna converse if you know just what I mean

Keep it clean, keep it classy, it's just what they try to tell me

Then I raise both of the fingers and tell them to go to hell

Who are you telling me just what to do? Fuck you, too

I ain't blue, I ain't sad, I'm not angry, I'm not mad

I'm emotionless in fact or at least I try to think so

Yes, sometimes I'm on the breako

So I just gass up like sicko

Inhale, exhale, realax, impale all your haters

With that fistful of fucking x pills

Oh, man, I'm so life like jet pack is your style

No intent of shagging by, hate you all, just go die

Oh how cool, oh how dread, why she saying all this crap?

Post your ballistics, homie, what is this?

This man's not even on the map

Well, about to be all your daddy heat

In camel shit, cause this diary is full of words, well let's ride

Even know I'm on to make a creed, it doesn't simply sit in the truth

In my youth I just breathe maturity

Even though it was me with the shiny escort cruise

Yes, sir, please do get happy and if not then do get at me

'Cause you shall never surpass me, next to me you're just a sassy

God damn, oh no, oh shit, why are you on ... zip.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

You think people make me sick, for that reason I write this song

For that reason I light this bong

Coming out with it anyway, but to celebrate that you're all gone

Let's just say that I'm to blame, I'm a selfish rise of fame

Whatever makes you sleep at night, yep we could sure play that game

Although I won't be that kind, the victory is mine

I hope it's fine, I put your dress in line, and take all of your shine

And your grind, may just fill your spines

Split in nine and lose your mind and you might go blind

With the bind, where the crime went

Give me a sign, am I right, am I tame lost my sight

Through my name gained might from a poker game

Keeping me sane while your brains inflame with thoughts of deranged change

I'm just tryna break out this

This is me talking to myself, I'm trucking nine

Nothing more, nothing less, we just ordinary guys

So call me what you want, a freak or a schizo

I don't give a shit cause this is how I been broke

Never been slow, pretty smart not a .. though

Don't think I'm a soft Arab of your meat loaf

Doom, motherfucker, I'm Bin Laden, I'm the beat yo

Killing all these nonbelievers with that new God flow