Yeah, You don't...
Tokyo! Tokyo!
This jam is called...You don't understand

I do my shit in keyboard heaven, the name of my spy
I got the analog stacked up, my aim is defied
good morning, Japan. Yeah, Ya boy got it locked
like the bathroom when you in it
or your car when it's parked
I'm a dark horse on some George Harrison shit
more releases than some mind
don't care if they hit the top shitty
I mean the top forty, I'm here to pop shortys
it's just me an' my dick, we rock for thee
so just continue to appreciate the mammal
well, I bang it on the many moon
gon' ignore? Leave
You need more, in fact the more that you need
the more I can supply it like weed

[hook 4x]
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY WAYS, INDEED (it's cool, it's good)

To keep you up to speed I've been freed up & feenin
leanin', teamin', dreamin', gleaming
the fuck I need a chain for? I already shine
anytime, any kind of sound leak, you're my need
I'm gold fingers on the knob you slob
I'm a glutton for the buttons for your ipod, nut job
sluts on the cobb, never sleep on the job
keep a lid off the jar, get off the jock
what a loss if I were stuck up in an office job
I'm taking melatonin just to sleep
'cause really it's that deep, I'm that nap deprived
rap engineer with a nasty drive

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY WAYS, INDEED (it's cool, it's good)

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