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Yeah, they got the beast to sleep 'cause I was getting kinda hostile | I want my own room, they got me bunking in a hostel | Look at the messiah, wan…
Yeah, they got the beast to sleep 'cause I was getting kinda hostile I want my own room, they got me bunking in a hostel Look at the messiah, want me speak like an apostle Warriors ain't humble when they speaking on the gospel Cah last time I checked, I got the thread and the needle Weave that shit together, you're a want, I'm a need, ho Thinking I'm a threat, I object, I'm a symbol See yourself in me 'cause I'm a mirror, not a peephole Power to the Sing canary Sing canary Sing canary I'm what you need What you want from me? What you want from me? I'm what you need What you want from me? What you want from me? Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Air, air Yes, I got what you need Feel it from the head down to the feet and then African embedded and I spread it in the street again Need some syncopation, you can hear it in the beat and then You think you'd end the greatest, fuck an industry defeat and can you sing? (Sing canary) Yeah, money mixed with passion is a problem Music sound like cashing out a talent for a column The number on the billboard or an idol on the podium Now the music's shit, they took the talent, tucked it in they scrotum Nigga, sing Sing canary Sing canary Sing canary I'm what you need What you want from me? What you want from me? I'm what you need What you want from me? What you want from me? Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Air, air Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Let me clear the air Air, air
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