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Woo! I say slow down, preacher man, the love won't stop When a beat this tough, they're gonna lose their top They told me thousand times, they said, "Soul Boy, start" I put my middle finger out, I said, "Fuck you, watch" I played the cards that I was dealt My hand was bad but I'm a fucking lion in this bitch Turn a bad thing around and make it feel good Feeling myself right now, I really could King of the world, so hot, man I'm high in this bitch Top Trump when I hear the world gonna go bang Gonna go to bed when the planet get peak Man, I'm gonna ctrl-alt-alt-delete I said slow down, stop and breathe, relax and inhale Lost myself inside the spaces between heaven and hell You see we gentrify the fibres of the human condition Excavate the soul, replace it with materialism Hold up, watch it Watch the kid, I'm in the cockpit Bass line riff, it hits right in the pocket Drop it, sick, the Sick Boi spits rockets Rain on the rhythm precision it's hypnotic, sucker Music for the gutter, a mean motherfucker If you not a butter, I'm a certified nutter Who, the force, the typhoon, the music tycoon? I'm steezy, my brother I played the cards that I was dealt My hand was bad but I'm a fucking lion in this bitch Turn a bad thing around, it make you feel great Pick it up or pressurise the pressure deflates Pour a little gasoline and make a bonfire in this bitch (fuck off) Keep drumming with the 808, damage so bad Think I'm gonna turn it in, I feel a little beat Man, I wanna ctrl-alt-alt-delete Man, I wanna ctrl-alt-alt-delete And then so my story goes Girl meets boy, let's go Of the things they love and the things they do together And then so my story goes Girl, meets boy, let's go Of the things they love and the things they do together And then so my story goes Girl meets boy, let's go Of the things they love and the things they do forever Run like I'm Usain, true pain, you gain Profane bars are fat like the Buddha Come like I'm Bruce Wayne, old game, new lane Propane, lightning strike like barracuda Microphone abuser, cyclone maneuver Tyson-like movement, striking twice using Mighty right bruising, line of sight humans Nighty-night 'scuse me, I'm polite, usually Sike, I'm a sick boy, I do what I like I don't like that, so the fishy won't bite How'd you even get in a dress so tight? The nights still young, but I think I just might Humour me, usually I'm in the mood to be Moving with you, that's a unity Choosing me, choosing me, beautifully stupid Enough, that's a lovesick lunacy I played the cards that I was dealt My hand was bad but I'm a fucking lion in this bitch (I'm a lion) Turn a bad thing around and make it feel good Feeling myself right now, I really could (what?) King of the world, so hot man I'm high in this bitch (sick, sick, soul) Top Trump when I hear the world gonna go bang Gonna go to bed when the planet get peak Man, I'm gonna ctrl-alt-alt-delete