Yeah, yeah, yeah . . Cudi . . Fools Gold,

Awesome the words
Im too smart,
Young black man not on any curbs,
But I like em with the curves,
Maybe from the hood or maybe from the burbs,
Before I was imbedded in the fog
Now people dress me in the brogs,
And I love it dog yeah yeah Ill rock this shit for yall, Heeey,
So when you see me, salute,
This is for all the haters that aint really give a hoot,
If Im not dope I'm the worst patoot,
And no homeboy I dont aim for the loot,
But I aim for change within the CRAP game
I mean the RAP game with so many names,
Some official, some are like poo-poo,
Who a issue with you what the fuck?
Do you understand your position pimpin,
All we hear about is sex and bitchin,
Pass the next and we need to switch it,
Early 90s, hell yeah I miss it,
Naughty by Nature, 2Pac and BIG shit,
I am the piece of the puzzle thats probably missing,
And I guess Im in for that jive,
So all the swagger jackers need to step off,

I know you hear it over and over,
Its like a emcee should move over, over,
Im running these niggas over, over,
Im runnin these haters over, over,
Oo-oo ah-ah (Come and change the game)
Oo-oo ah-ah (Let me do my thing, feel no shame)
Oo-oo ah-ah (Come and change the game)
Oo-oo ah-ah (Lets go)

See Imma go as far as I can go,
I smoke to get high because the world is so low,
Within me a soul,
I let myself flow,
See these niggas is lame,
Man its a shame,
But see a hero will reign,
Youll all know his name,
The man on the moon,
The man on the moon, moon, moon

Lyrics submitted by Jennex

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