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Public Service Announcement
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Kid Cudi
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Intro: ‘Hey’ ‘What’s good family’ ‘Good to see you mane, so this the n***a I been hearing about how’s it goin good to meet you come on in y’all’ ‘ya’ll gon vibe wit em’ ‘yeah come on in, we got - ‘ ‘all dis sh*t gon do you right’ ‘yeah let’s see what is all about hit it’ TYLER, THE CREATOR: Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay JOSEPH: From the spot that n***as gettin to live alright You gon’ need some vices need some privacy right A private place in the hills get you taken off in a hurst Now sit back relax enjoy this heaven on earth And I’m livin it, with the cats in the back of the lac on the road Boxing it every time that we sinkin’ the gas and then tappin reload All of the concepts i wrote with it back on the coast in the majesty zone Coastin defyin what gravity’s on, fill-in the void since the casualties come To rappers that’s keeping the subtance involved But still hunt for prez, and f**k with the law Emotions involved, like ducking the calls And aiming for heads, but coming with balls And keep talking sh*t, until you evolve And then once you split, they gettin withdrawals I know that its late im gettin installed If they don’t give a f**k, they’ll just weep when you gone Now as the red button goes off Preachin on a tank full uh’ zoloft His scientist throwin his coat off His buddy is buzzin his throat off Courage come from faded, just like jo is underrated And thas on all my f**kin dawgs from the Grove it just had to be stated KID CUDI and TYLER, THE CREATOR: Hey, I’ve been, Lost, Lemme Start, Over Dialogue: ‘man remember when we use to kick that sh*t in the tub, back when we was mad thankful just to get our hands on a good joint, before we started servin’ n***a ya feel me, now we just blow through em without feelin’ sh*t’ JOSEPH: Gone is the pain emotion and fear when i walk in you look for patience and pokin lotion and beer when im talkin Don’t get caught up in options Fill your body up with toxins Sayin y’all the ones nauseous I was posed to detox and- The internet froze cus they shoppin For a plane out of cali to austin Cus they see that the fame get exhaustin Like a superstar out in boston But you can make that florida vacation We can’t find the strains they been takin You can make em n***as all of your patients But you gotta start it out in the basement n***a When they making unheard arrangements, uninvited guests come to take it, i interrogated, you interrogated, but they can’t handle confrontation Found an undisclosed location, and they can't shoot without chasin f**k is the statement, that you phrasin, its so brazen, but no substance, on your waistband, paid no coverage, but you wasted This typa sh*t happens every night, gotta get yours gotta get mine Off the clock n***as runnin outta time, outta stock cus we sellin every dime, public service n***a life defined That’s the word to my homies in the room, til i die i ain’t got no issue but i’m got damn close And im on one so check this dose JOSEPH: Let’s move these connies out the club Bet you forgot about me huh Its been too long without me huh Up like a zombie out the mud From the drive to cobb to cop a dub Up the top and packed up all the stubs Heard some words about just what he does Rumors! - don’t get bottled up Why you coddled up, by these fools who pretend to give a f**k Bout your real life, yeah its tough Like the truth, like call yo bluff You been talking lotta stuff In the stu it ain’t you, still blew up, two years gone, you ain’t on, business pawn, jo the phenomenon, real fake, you comicon KID CUDI, TYLER, THE CREATOR and others: Hey, I’ve Been, Lost, Lemme Start, Over Hey, I’ve Been, Lost, Lemme Start, Over Hey, I’ve Been, Lost, Lemme Start, Over JOSEPH: That’s the word to my homies in the room, til i die i ain’t got no issue but i’m got damn close And im on one so check this dose You finally got invited, but what do it mean to be the host Yeah they gave you the key to the city, but n***a you know you gots to go All these cars in your driveway, but you can't find your way back home And this road go to infinity, but you’ll always be alone So keep f**kin on em b*t*hes, and keep pinchin up those lines Ill be drillin off these hinges, if i ever catch em takin mines Chair done came out from underneath ya, game is still alive This sh*t’ll have ya in disbelief, public service ain’t no crime “got em all on the same sh*t now, no more bullsh*t, fake grass types-“
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