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Lord Of The Sad And Lonely
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Kid Cudi
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Lord of the Sad and Lonely Yeah Won't you tell me who is; the supreme leader Still underused, like I'm not a human heater Move and groove, make a bitch linger Want more than the dick, gold on the ring finger Not the one to play dumb, see I'm from Cleveland bitch Up in the hills, still keep it way triller than most Wanna relax, someone tell me how that feels I say that now until I go and pop this pill I say out loud "You wanna let me cop a feel?" Now I don't pray out loud but I know that my god heals Bounce with me, if you don't give a fuck simply Fed up, won't let up, on the overtime The more I work, the more they wanna sweat mine I can feel those lames, they love to speak my name Sometimes dream of breakin' niggas whole faces In front of the precinct, ain't scared of catchin' cases Sky might fall, but I ain't worried at all Got me some Xannies and a couple Adderall Plus these racks I go distribute at the mall In the spirit of God, with some Gandalf balls, yahm Lord of the Sad and Lonely And the ones that feel like shit on the daily Don't let these phony niggas and hoes Be the ones that bring you low Let it be from the fatigue from making the pussy bleed All of the things I've seen and survived Make a nigga feel way more than just alive You know my name, you know my face All hail King WZRD in your motherfucking space You love it Everyday, ev-ev-everyday Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep-yah Lord of the Sad and Lonely Yep-yep, yep-yep-yep-yep, yep, yep Lord of the Sad and Lonely Yep-yep-yep-yep, yep, yep, yep-yah Lord of the Sad and Lonely And the ones who feel like shit on the daily I got you Now I can show you how to make it, no Domingo Dean In a way in which the universe has never seen I feel attention when I'm struttin' in my Prada boots Checkin' my fresh, if you want, I can style you So unearthly, my profession is to wow you Nigga how you not better than me? Listen, I swear to Je' I feel like Baby back in '99 In the SLS stuntin' and it's all mine Shittin' on these niggas, sippin' on some Swiss Kriss I got some jewelry on it, sittin' on my slit wrists My label fucking up my flow, see I'm getting pissed Work too damn hard fam, for the shenanigans Don't hang around bums, and that's how I win, fe fi fo fum Haters, how do my cum taste? No more fun, no jokes, no smiles Just a grin that suggest I'm the best Living like I got a motherfucking pump on my left at all times So many kids live their life through my rhymes See, I'm in love with you all 'til the end When shit was dark for me you were my only friends on the realer So smoke some tree for your nigga Ain't nobody got my bounce, know my juicy ounce Walk in rooms and fuckboys close their mouth The Cud life, you know what we about Lord of the Sad and Lonely
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