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psalm one - better than my last (remix) lyrics

h1:
mama journalist, i don’t read the papers, so i’m fixin that more & more & more
daddy pimp a girl, i can’t be a wh0re, so you know i’m fixin that more & more & more
ex said i’m an angel, i’m a monster, and that hater hate me more & more & more
i don’t know how to really act
but you know my next showin will be better than my….last

v1:
climb up the stairs
step up to the plate
pocket full of tens
canvas full of grey
girl my back hurts
how much do i owe you?
((owe you owe you))
i’m guaranteed to grow soon
luggage in the corner
portable me
sub+ject sus+pect
the chorus agrees
somethin like a road cat
somethin like a flee
in the ear of the big dog
(at times i’m a bit large)
year of the frequent flyer
year of the screwy
ran away so fast
i swear i never knew me
didn’t look back
just gettin to that
moved 6 times in 3 years, fool
you unpack…
i gotta lot goin on
a great idea can be a borin song
so i wake up from near death most nights
in a russh cuz i’m worried about my near life
you hear me right
i’m cuddlin my crazy
it’s harrd to trust me but i cook amazin gravy
tastes good on anything you willin to bang out
you can have it later when your fav+o+rites flame out…
break: hey, what you talkin bout?

h2:
mama journalist, i don’t read the papers, so i’m fixin that more & more & more
daddy pimp a girl, i can’t be a wh0re, so you know i’m fixin that more & more & more
ex said i’m an angel, i’m a monster, and that hater hate me more & more & more
i don’t know how to really act
but you know my next showin will be better than my….last

v2:
(gunshot)
another rapper found dead
i guess brothers don’t mind tradin lead for lead
i know why you chose rap:
get out from the struggle
not knowin what they say
that nukka in the club do
..so pardon moi for the flossin
when i get off the road i toss dollars to the wind
but i couldn’t see myself dyin for the cause
cuz alotta lines that i tend to rhyme get lost
(lost….lost…)
or is that a shame?
or is that the game?
oh, that’s the same thang!
yall be changin
tryin to change what?
they comin for ya sh+t
and they aimin for ya gut
i warm up tummys
my product stay love
you scorn+f+cked dummies
should get your hate up
or ya ni+cest spi+ces
get your plates up
cuz i’m better than anything you have a taste fa (for)
break: that’s why i’m better than my last..

h2:
step 1 (gotta get yaself spun+n0body gunna know you better than you hun,) (huhn?)
step two (you gonna need better shoes i know its stupid but those are the rules) (new shoes!)
step three (decodin your pedigree just know what you’re facin in your worst enemy) then we go to..
step four (you ain’t heard this before++next year’s pimp is last year’s wh0re)..so i’m better than my ((last))…

- psalm one lyrics

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