[Kid Cudi]
(Lord of the Sad and Lonely)
Won't you tell me who is; the supreme leader
Still underused, like I'm not a human heater
Move and groove, make the b**h linger
Want more than the dick, gold on the ring finger
Not the one to play dumb, see I'm from Cleveland b**h
I'm up in the hills still keep it way triller than most
Wanna relax, someone tell me how that feels
I say that now until I go an pop this pill
I say out loud 'you wanna let me cop a feel?'
Now I don't pray out loud but I know my god heals
Bounce with me If you dont give a f** simply
Fed up won't let up on the overtime
The more I work, the more they wanna sweat mine
I can feel those lames they love to speak my name
Sometimes dreams of breakin n***as whole faces
In front of the precinct, ain't scared of catchin' cases
Sky might fall, but I ain't worried at all
Got me some xannies and a couple adderall
Plus these racks we distribute at the mall
With the spirit of god and some Gandalf balls, yahm!
Lord of the sad and lonely
And the ones that feel like sh** on the daily
Dont let these phony n***as and hoes
Be the ones that bring you low
Let it be from the fatigue from making a p**y bleed
All of the things I've seen and survived
Make a n***a feel way more than just alive
You know my name you know my face
All hail King Wizard in your motherf**ing space
You love it
[Hook]
Yep, yep, yep
Lord of the sad and lonely
Yep, yep, yep
Lord of the sad and lonely
And the ones that feel like sh** on the daily
I got you
[Verse 2]
Now I can show you how to make it, no Domingo Dean
In a way in which this universe has never seen
I feel the attention when I'm struttin' in my Prada boots
Check with my fresh, if you want I can style you
So unearthly, my profession is to wow you
n***a how you not better than me? Listen I swear to Jesus
I feel like Baby back in 99
In the SLS stunting and it's all mine
sh**ting on these n***a sipping on some Swiss Kriss
I got j**elry that is sitting on ma' slit wrist
My label f**ing up my flow, see I'm getting pissed
Work too damn hard fam, for the shenanigans
Don't hang around bums, and that's how I win, fe fi fo fum
Haters, how do my cum taste? No more fun, no jokes, no smile
Just a grin that suggest I'm the best
Living like I got a motherf**ing pump on my left at all times
So many kids live their life through my rhymes
See I'm in love with you all 'til the end
When sh** was dark for me you were my only friends
On the realer, so smoke some tree for your n***a
Ain't nobody got my bounce, know my juicy ounce
Walk in rooms and f**boys close their mouth
The Cud life, you know what we about
Lord of the Sad and Lonely