I fall apart, I fade away
I had to wait some f*cking days
To get my pay until my pace
I'm stuck in place
And I'm not fazed
So check the clock
Cause it's two-thirty on the dot
She getting thirsty at the spot
There ain't no worries bout the top
Never will live in a world where I'm happy
I'm taking an addy, not going to sleep
Focus on music cause I had to do it
The truth is, man I'm sick of defeat
Like what am I doing
This shit is confusing
I'm running a mile not using my feet
Damn, people say life is so drastic
You gotta make it fantastic
But oh my god life is so hard though
Not on a tab of the acid
All of these bitches are plastic
I'm wreaking the havoc
I'm causing the static
I hit it and pass it
I was acting passive
But now I done had it
I fall apart, I fade away
I had to wait some f*cking days
To get my pay until my pace
I'm stuck in place
And I'm not fazed
So check the clock
Cause it's two-thirty on the dot
She getting thirsty at the spot
There ain't no worries bout the top
(People are gonna be cloned, just for their organs)
(Then you grow a new guy
They just take your brain out
And throw it in a new body)
(We will ensure that our government never opens the door
To cloning or human reproduction)