[00:00.000] 作曲 : Benjamin Britten/Thebe Kgositsile/Malcolm James McCormick[00:00.470](Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo)What do you do?[00:11.310]In April, I open my bill,In May, I sing night and day[00:19.200]In June, I change my tune,In July, far, far, I fly[00:27.742]In August, away ,In August, away[00:37.458]Yup ,Welcome ,Have a seat[00:47.751]Uh, I'm still trapped inside my head, it kinda feel like it's a purgatory[00:52.152]So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me[00:55.240]Think I'm livin' paradise, what would I have to worry 'bout?[00:58.210]Dealin' with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style[01:01.734]Makin' sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love[01:04.722]All these backfires of my experiments with drugs[01:07.615]I experience the touch of my epiphany in color form[01:11.417]Difference between love and war inform me[01:13.204]I'm above the norm,Give me anybody though, I'll gladly chew his face off[01:17.694]bath salts,Rhymin' like it's summertime on asphalt,hot[01:21.232]Haven't picked a major label, think I'm blackballed[01:24.050]Still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls[01:27.649]Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice?[01:30.820]I put this music 'gainst my life, I think I fear the choice[01:34.220]I don't know what I'm runnin' from, but I'm runnin' still[01:36.993]I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothin' real[01:40.211]I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel[01:43.210]So a hundred mil' wouldn't make me sign a ****in' deal[01:47.025]Money kills, that's the truth, it's called the root of evil[01:49.868]I want that Rolls-Royce that the homie Lennon drove[01:53.017]So if they don't got some dollars for me, I'ma send 'em home[01:56.446]Unconventional, special, but unprofessional[01:59.100]Adolescent expression that's lettin' me meet these centerfolds[02:02.909]Troubles fill my mind capacity, I let 'em go[02:06.083]If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow[02:09.421]That's just me all wildin' out and bein' extra though[02:13.631]Meezy, nigga, let 'em know,Here we go[02:30.045]and if God was a human, it'd be yours truly[02:32.790]Watchin' horror movies with some foreign groupies[02:35.208]thinkin' this decor suits me[02:37.963]I do drugs to get more loopy[02:39.935]I'm in tune to ancient jiu-jitsu spirituals, it's blissful[02:45.440]Lookin' out as far as eyes can see[02:47.826]I'm glad that me and this elevation could finally meet[02:51.613]I think I'm JFK's final speech[02:54.330]Try assassinatin' all of my beliefs[02:56.877]I'm asleep, so whisper to me for the peace of mind[03:00.314]And he be high, some weed to grind on top of Jesus shrine[03:03.770]Twenty thousand on my watch 'cause I needed time[03:06.396]If y'all would leave me the **** alone, that'd be divine[03:10.976]Can' if you like all the fame[03:13.552]Three years ago to now, it's just not the same[03:16.942]Lookin' out the window, ashin' on the pane[03:20.480]I wonder if I lost my way