I woke up from this dream to a nightmare
Occupy Wall Street should have bought a time share
At least then they'd have a right to the land
Instead of blocking up my sidewalks with a list of demands
I'm not worried about the future because its right now
Ill probably never see a woman in a white gown
I'm scared of the dark
But I don't got to worry when these lights go out
Because the sun is coming right now
Up all night
Ill be ridin' till the wheels fall off
My eyes are getting heavy but this music keeps me steady
Ill be rockin' till my ears fall off
You can take it to the bank
I don't care what you say and I don't care what you think
You can tell me how to live
But I am a professor teaching strait A students
Couldn't find no F's to give
And I am preaching honesty so honestly
I am getting sick of the monotony
Cause all I get to hear about is girls in the VIP
That ain't the man that I want to be
Id rather write a song that could mean something
Y'all are putting words together that never mean nothing
I just want to be an artist at the top of my cla**
But when I look for inspiration
All I ever hear from you is
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An the money and the cars and the clothes and the
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Don't forget about the hoes all they'll ever be is
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Seems that now a days every bodies talking from the
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