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His palms are sweaty
Knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already
Mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous
But on the surface he looks calm
And ready to drop bombs
But he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth
But the words won’t come out
He’s chokin’ now, everybody’s jokin’ now
The clock’s run out
Time’s up, over, bloah!
Snap back to reality
Oh, there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit
He choked, he’s so mad
But he won’t give up that easy, no
He won’t have it
He knows his whole back to these ropes
It don’t matter
He’s dope, he knows that
But he’s broke, he’s so stagnant
He knows
When he goes back to his mobile home
That’s when it’s back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment
And hope it don’t pass him

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good ol’ boys drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Alright, Look.
Who you know fresher than me?
Riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back?
Yeah, hearin’ me rap
Is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young TF, rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe
Now break bread
I’m in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country
But the blueberry still connects
On the low
But the yacht’s got a triple deck
But when you young
What the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin’, grand closin’
God damn, your man Cal just cracked
The can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him?
With no pen, just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t replace him
With cheap imitations for these generations

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good ol’ boys drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die.
This’ll be the day that I die

Uh, yeah
Try to catch me, I’m on the run
Doin’ things here just for fun, aye
Yeah, you can see
And I’m comin’ out to your city
If you want on the fall tour, come wit me
We’ll be doin’ it like that
We been through his
Droppin’ it hotter with fresh music
It’s like, damn
We do it two ways, get it
Worse Things Than Love
And on Timeflies Tuesday

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good ol’ boys drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol’ boys, drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die…

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