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d. goens – american psycho lyrics

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[intro: d. goens]
cl-ssic shit

[verse 1: d. goens]
rock well
norman looking for mrs. bates
american psycho
in london looking for different dates
since we started, they stalling
looking for missing plates
trying to make a bill
you would think the kid mr. gates

man, we got different fates
y’all rap, i make art
i’ll go convince the tate
everything they aren’t
everything that you can’t be
way too smart
i’ll take whatever they grant me
and more

i’m the rose from the concrete
it’s a wonder who plants me
everything that you can’t be
so, be all that you can be
boy, i’m blocking the bullshit
twenty three like i’m camby

[bridge: d. goens]
did this for the dough
little momma and bambi
the family
from uncle perrimore
to grammy and the grammy’s

i take whatever i want
don’t give a f-ck what you hand me
boy, i’m that outstanding
i take whatever i want
and say, [pause] what you hand me

hol’ up!

[verse 2: d. goens]
don’t bite the hand that feeds you
same people giving hate, the people that need you
sheer in wolves clothing
man, i guess they see through
i got a vision that these rap niggas don’t see through

database of music like i’m writing in sql
crazy when i tell i’m just writing the prequel
or the preface
first meal breakfast
k!lling all these rappers too strong
shits a dead lift

get your weight up little niggas
gon’ and say it with your chest b-tch

worried about my last hoes?

i’m thinking about my next b-tch
she’ll probably be the best hit

but, who gon’ hold me down?
i don’t know
yo, where the rest at?
probably out there trying to hatch a nigga nest egg
boy, i’m the best at it

boy, i’m the best at it
money benjamin b-ttoned up in the duffle
i’m quarterbacking it – russell
chip on my shoulder been feeding me like its ruffles
blow gas boy!
yeah, i’m always getting muffled!

way, i see the world?
way, i see the world?
you would think a nigga always eating truffles

[bridge 2: d. goens]
cause now i’m in mason house in margiella
my woman is a mcqueen
she k!lling them, gotta tell you
i’m only masking the scene

i’m only masking the scene

rock nations like roc-a-fella
think grammy’s and coachella
real recognize real
and, i don’t think we know each other

i know money, moet, models

real recognize real
and, i don’t think we know each other

i know money, moet, models

[outro: d. goens]
boy, i’ve been doing this since college
y’all niggas are just a letter

watch me cut up, act a fool
my stitches are louis leather

mother f-cker, i ain’t new
i been doing this shit forever
and, gon’ do this shit forever and ever and ever
rep my city
that’s whatever, whenever, wherever
i got love for whoever and ever in this endeavor

ahhhhh

tried to tell you, i’m the best at it ever
no kidding, this nigga clever

aww

no kidding this nigga clever
i’m gon’ do this shit forever

- d goens lyrics

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