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mandola - holy infinity: the trailer lyrics

(intro)
-we were somewhere around barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold.-

[verse 1]
they say patience is key, well i keep losing it
i need the number to the nearest locksmith
i just need one door to open slightly
so, i can put my foot in, this small guy get big and mighty
if you take me lightly, which i know you won’t, sh-t
cuz i gave you a heads up like a coin flip
hope you don’t disregard it, r-t-rded, the flow lethargic
far from garbage, a gift like a pear tree equipped with a partridge
insert the cartridge then i c-ck it back
got a cutie from the middle east, i call her iraq
because she sports a rack, double d’s in fact
can’t wait til i cop that matte black so i can act more brand new
than an immigrant, culture shock
should of never took you to that jamaican spot, got you popping tw-t
you fly? i swat, lets swap locks, you can have mine i can have yours
lets take a tour, get down on all fours, godd-mn
you’re a animal, no, you’re a maniac, hall & oates
att-tude stinks like halitosis
so, you dismissed ms., ill p-ss on the kiss, i’m really p-ssed
cause these dudes raps doo doo like adlibs by kendrick
probably won’t be legendary as hendrix until my appendix
but they’ll d-ck eat say i left and indent
but i was really more of a star in the cement
provided proof that there were no more limits, forever

[bridge]
i just want to live the lifestyle of the rich and famous
get the cream the american dream
look where we came from how could you blame us
bills keep stacking, so is the loot
days keep speeding by like a sports coupe
may not be for you but sh-t we gotta do what we gotta do

[hook]
got the world in my hands what shall i do? (3x)
got the whole wide world (2x)
got the world in my hands what shall i do? (3x)
got the whole wide world why the f-ck im asking you?

[verse 2]
want my brain to expand and surp-ss methuselah lifespan
long last long live, a king with the jewels on the crown
like street tryna have the juice around the town
spit that sh-t like im on the pulpit in a geneva gown
grab your gear and clothing take you on a trip like fear and loathing
manage zack and cody like mosley, this the sweet life
you sour, we rock eddie bauer, hard body on the inside you soft as powder
tired of cowards we tryna have all the power, -chants-
no one man should have all that talent
create so much malice, n-gga we are not the same we got different plots
i do this for the n-ggas grittin on the block, grams stuffed in the socks
treat the nike box like a leprechaun pot
you different? nah you creative? not
none of your music innovative, stop pretending your patent pending
copyright infringement, you steal styles you mimic the gimmicks
im offended, you should be suspended; n-ggas father ya flows, yall dependents
i know who 1040 yall claimed on
all yall want is the fame and money, man dream on
me im tryna see all the seven seas, have feature on bbc
sing to my grammy’s when i feel lonely, posies falling out my pocket
no point in tryna stop the sickness, i just embrace it
enter into my matrix you interlacing with the greatest

[bridge 2]
crazy how we go from e-i-e-i-o
to n-gga where the hoes? i gotta get this dough (3x)

- mandola lyrics

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