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This one is dedicated to the excitable
Not the possums playing messing with my head
X amount of action, X amount of
For years I tell you the same

already to the bored of it all type, lingo
That I'm seein' single night I'm out
head for it but your's gets busted
Right back lip and

I up but I got back tryin'
Don't bother lyin' 'bout constant
But the fun is in the hunt so quit on a front
And unmotivated, sorta faded
But the remedy is not so, get on with you got

Remember of Guadeloupe, the times my mother made mole
mass we would get home, the girls are runnin' to the phone
And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my player
Was in this love together

At the time I never realized how haunted
The ones that I heard I played because I
Drawin' on my wall from time to coolin'
Makin' come alive with no schoolin'

I'm on the microphone
The method that I make is patience
The method that I make is much
I'm waiting for the beat and then I sense

Ain't in hot, forgot you definitely got no clue
Ain't in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude
Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts Almond Joy, I tell ya
This is a

No one as foolish as the excitable ones
But then again there's no one has this much fun
X amount of action, X amount of
For years again I tell you the

Once I met a man who nearly no mistakes
He would never bet on a long shot and he bet on a break and
condescending and talks gossip galore
But the dude was such a bore, hear me now

I messed up but I got back
Don't bother lying 'bout disappointment
But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a
Yeah, unmotivated, faded
But the real man is not the one behind the gunshot

Time through my memory
There's a younger dough at the galaxy
trippin' veto of the stars
Searchin' for UFOs from Neptune and

Ode to an alien, I you're out there
Cosmic, lonely heart me if you care
I'm listening for sound, here on the ground
I'm listening for your sound, on the ground

I'm on the microphone
The that I make is much patience
The method I make is much patience
I'm waiting for the beat and then I sense

Ain't comin' in hot, you definitely got no clue
Ain't in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude
Boy, coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya
This is a

I'm vexing mofos but I'm wishing you the best
I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the
'Cause fly on by, you can if you to
The method that makes sense is