(Spoken: From Georgia to Thailand and back
Sounds like it came from Thailand. Yeah)

I tiptoe inside the cypher
get the love that I want
They're like, "Who's this Harry Potter, why's he luggin' his wand?"
Why his empty pocket got him steady clutchin' them ones?
A prince half-blooded, half done it's stuck to his guns

With more hard features than Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers
Hogwarts said he got the Tony Stark features
Me and Robert Downey watching Down Abbey marathons
I bet that something British happen while you ask me
about the cast and, no I never got a call to be a butler or a Crawley
or an extra by the wall so I exercise it off
Squat-thrusts for the quadriceps
Down to a cop a head stance to a quadruped

And what a watershed moment for your awkward set
you learned to hold a fifty-seven like a proper vet
Call your pontifex's offices
you still a cross-indexed
Loch Ness-looking monster with a cornish rex
And rappers like me are just a dime a dozen
a bunch of George Michael Bluth-like white McLovin's
(buh duh buh buh buh)
But your wife McLove it
Her tousled hair might as well say

Champion sound
Rewind selector
I can't believe my teach wore these Levi's to lecture it's
cas' Friday, cashmere Monday
Paps did a lap drivin' last year's Hon-dai
It's good work if you can get it
so is qualifying for an unemployment check if you can spend it

I'm in my draws watchin' Cake Boss
Think I'm being catfished by this pick of Kate Moss
Think I'm calling Nev-- he can settle it in less than fifty minutes
it was Christy Turlington who texted every single sentence
Calvin Klein model? Former, if you being picky
Formative years went from dormant to the beast that's in me
Squeeze a milli never mili or a semi
it's the similar within me
gimme in for Lauren Linney

Ford'd have a field day
If I was poked and prodded by the king of transference signs wouldn't feel safe
It's called "repression", homie
a back catalogue get through to my unconscious
I don't wanna get arrested, homie
self-sabotage ten years and goin' strong
I know you love The Notebook, girls, but Noah's wrong
Don't you think the fact that author had to make him up
appeals to the logical mind that he was fake as us?
and I won't fake the funk, I'll just bring the voice of reason
Boisterous I'm seeing gets the pointillism treatment

And George Seurat may sense from a mile away
Point-blank distance
they dismissed it like my rhyme today
and bump that yearly double extra-large freshman cypher
I'll make a textbook from thought like the next MacGyver
Never heard of rap before 'til you heard of Macklemore
and now it's Cuban Link on daily in the valley store
The Valley accent never even put antennas up
but a Southern drawl make a sailor eat his spinach up
artichoke dip wrote a lot of pulp fiction
and follow in the vault a little a model cult's wisdom

Articles of linen started falling from the women
for a quarter of a minute could've sworn that I was Lennon
Make it rain like a Nor'easter should
Wake up with nothing left but some Norwegian Wood
What's good?

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Norweigan Wood song meanings
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