Tanya Morgan - Terminal lyrics

I stay in rare form, always airborne In your city, my f**ing grizzly like bear p**n Feel like I'll never land, grown man in Neverland Clutching a cleaver dropped the "a" now I'm clever...damn Hung out in Amsterdam, pros wanna holla f** no! Too many people got $50 dollars My faves hail from Hollis, my frequent flyer milage Keeps me on the road now my shows beyond polished Dropped out of college, landed in a career On the road German beer, hand on brazier The world is my campus I make my own answers And still wind up in dorms with something warm and pantless College experience minus the tuition Make moves efficient, chill like intermission I'm a dude who's into kissing Lady Luck, She s*utty wit me I pack my bag and bring a couple buddies wit me