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I thought Swag was dead way before this
I thought Swag had been buried in the forest
But then Bieber said Swag in a chorus
And I went and bought a big fat thesarus
Verse 1
you're a Boss hog, you're a top dog
You're so slamming, that I would say you've got pogs
You're suave, swell, sick

Chorus (x2)
I thought Swag was dead way before this
I thought Swag had been buried in the forest
But then Bieber said Swag in a chorus
And I went and bought a big fat thesarus

Verse 1
you're a Boss hog, you're a top dog

What's in the recipe of an identity?
How do we get to be here?
Am I a maniac? Am I a braniac?
And will it ever be clear?
I've been sticking my pennies into the back of my piggybank
Getting permission before I'm petting the kitty cat
I've been taking a minute for really shedding the babyfat
Whatup, whatup, whatup, whatup, whatup?

[Hook]
One tape in the deck
One way to connect (all I need is one)
One moment alone
One reason to roam
One place I call home (all I need is one)
One tick on the clock
One trick up my sleeve

Chorus
I've been down before
I've been down before
I've been down before
My best friend, the floor
Verse 1
Met you in a parking lot out in Santa Cruz
Said your life's pretty dark and you gotta choose

[Verse 1]
The first time I went back to homeroom from the hospital
I thought that being more embarrassed was impossible
But God, the second time it really turned my stomach
Now I’m the kid who collapses and then spazzes out in public
This time was a bowling alley, the first was in the yard
And kids in middle school just watched me trip and kicked me hard
Except this girl named Crissie Li, who flips around at her desk

Suspended the same month I won the city science fair
I won most likely to succeed and teachers nightmare
guess I was quite scary, some hate a binary
Sent to the principals office straight from the libary
But since my voice was about as high as Mariah Carey
When I had the douchey spiky hair like Guy Fieri
my flavor was a mystery you never knew what you were getting it could be some mild or some Wild Cherry
just read my diary, cause I'm wirey

O hai
i’m that guy
built so fly in a silk bow tie
don’t know why i’m built so fly
but i am, no lie
oh my
rolled by on a low ride Huffy
sitting on the pegs, shelltoes puffy

[Verse 1]
It’s hard to be living
You gotta play the cards you were given
You think it’s simple but it goddamn isn’t
It’s tougher now than breaking out of Shawshank prison
And as you’re hittin your prime
People say you been committing a crime
But I won’t quit till I’m home

Intro

First of all, there's already a popular reggae artist named Elephant Man
Second, as my mother always said,
there's nothing cooler than being yourself.
And third, and most importantly
(clears throat)

[Chorus:]
Here, take my career
Give her your health
Let me have the love you share
I've been alone for a long time
Picked the faint praise of strangers
Over one who truly cares
He keeps the faith in a dark room

[Chorus:]
Why don’t we get high and watch Planet Earth?
Why don’t we get high and watch Planet Earth?
Why don’t we get high and watch Planet Earth?
Planet Earth, Planet Earth
Watch it spin, watch it spin
You and me, planet earth

Tore the pages from their Torahs. Hurled torches at their doors
So they departed Polish ports and boarded boats to court the green lady with that copper torch who rose up gorgeous off the shore
Endured that stormy weather for me
Ellis Island, hellish journey
Maggots in the hard barley
Some shot off their own toes so they couldn't be forced to march in the Tsar's army
Bodies pitched in ditches, singed and bludgeoned
Burned the children in the ovens by the dozens

O hai.
I'm that guy.
Built so fly in a silk bow tie
don't know why
I'm built so fly
but I am, no lie.
Oh my.
Rolled by on a low ride Huffy

Chorus
There might be other cities
Half as raw as our
Out in some other distant galaxy
Among the stars
(But I doubt it)

Verse 1

O hai
i'm that guy
built so fly in a silk bow tie
don't know why i'm built so fly
but i am, no lie
oh my
rolled by on a low ride Huffy
sitting on the pegs, shelltoes puffy

Verse 1
You couldn't see a lot
With our crotches under froth
On timer-jets the trouble started when the bubbles stopped
Now if you wanted you could see each little boy wand
Bobbing there as clear as little goldfish in a coi pond
And I was hot and prunie
As dry as styrofoam

[Verse 1 ]
Air salad
Sex vinaigrette
Intravenous internet
Jazz cigarettes
Blazé frenzy
Officer friendly
Venti Trapaccino

Verse 1
I've been on the blacktop
Steady throwing elbows
Ever since I was was in corduroys and velcros
Ever since you did your impression of Melrose
Pace
a giggling gaggle of Tickle me Elmos
I ate some wheaties and graduated to shell toes

Verse 1
Am I the only one who thinks a bit of soul is nice?
some women suck it from you like the poltergeist
Cause I can tell the time of day without a diamond on my wrist, I give a __ about your rolly's price
I like em bold, and I'll roll the dice
Cause I been crushing on all these crunchy granola types
I'm over being over it and women on a mission got my heart melting like polar ice
I might

[Hook]
Send in that sunshine
Make everything right
Turn on your love light
Cause baby I’m coming on by
Send in that sunshine
Make everything right
Cause there ain’t no suffering in life

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job
Love you if you love a car for the road trips
Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar
Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips
Cuz you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard

[Verse 1: Watsky]
I’ll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say
I’m sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way
And maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different
But this is the position we’re in and it’s pointless to wish that it isn’t
They'll all be gawking when I walk in the door
Cocking my shotgun hammer and they drop to the floor
The clocks shatter I scatter the jock horde and splatter the chalkboard

[Hook] x2
Everything is A-OK (yep)
Because I’m strong as an O-A-K (an Oak!)
But money don’t grow on trees
And I’m B-R-O-K-E (Broke!)

[Verse 1]
Them rims them rings them things, you can bring ‘em out

If I could go back then (back then)
If I could go back when (back when)
And step into the past (way back)
I'd do it all again (again)
If I could go back then (back then)
If I could go back when (back when)
I was a stupidass (dumbass)
I'd do it all again (again)

I'm that dork up in the orchestra on oboe, trick
You're just trying to get some chickens on your pogo stick
But they'll be hopping off it when you stop the profiting, and then with no dough you'll be like a Dodo when you go extinct
I'm in San Francisco sipping on a boba drink
Tapioca in my palm I talk how Yoda thinks
the voice is so distinct
I like to write my rhymes with lemon juice
and so if you don't get it it's in coded ink

There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet
And most of us have the audacity to think we matter
Hey, you hear the one about the comedian who croaked?
Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke
But he keeled over ‘cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made of jokes
Hey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away?
He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway
He ended up eating smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the door

[Hook]
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens, glowing screens
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens

There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet
And most of us have the audacity to think we matter
Hey, you hear the one about the comedian who croaked?
Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke
But he keeled over ‘cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made of jokes
Hey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away?
He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway
He ended up eating smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the door

chorus

The moon is out tonight (it's bright)
is everything alright? (not quite)
I wouldn't act like I know (no) know (no) know (no) know (no) know
Just what you're going through (no shit)
But if you're feeling blue (don't quit)
I want to tell you my brother I feel same way too

[Hook]
Back in the day
Daddy would say
That if I kept on making ugly faces
And I wasn’t careful it’d stay that way
Oh great! Wow, no shit
Ooh, hooray, that’s so sick! [Oooh! Ack! Brrrr]
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks

[Chorus:]
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for? [x2]

I’m a phenomenon. And I gotta bring pain in the Octagon
When I wanna spit game at a soccermom I get it quicker than the left lane on the Audubon
Fast; like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans all the damn day
I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a la flambé
I go to Miley's house. I see that Miley's home.

[Chorus]
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for? (x2)

[Verse 1]
I'm a phenomenon. And I gotta bring pain in the Octagon
When I wanna spit game at a soccermom I get it quicker than the left lane on the Autobahn;
Fast— like Ramadan— and I battle young Padawans all the damn day
I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a la flambé

Verse 1
His footprints are fading away from the beach
We're not a family to pray or to preach
But daddy's best friend took a handful of pills and now he's at a podium making a speech
Yesterday night after dark
He carefully wrote his remarks
but everyone said what he put on his page so he threw it way and went straight from the heart

Verse 1
yesterday i signed my first tit
soft with the pen because i didn't want to burst it
I did it cursive. i took my sweet time
i tried to put my personality in each line
like I do with each rhyme
cause in the worst case
that's what put this bust in my custody in the first place

O hai.
I'm that guy.
Built so fly in a silk bow tie
don't know why
I'm built so fly
but I am, no lie.
Oh my.
Rolled by on a low ride Huffy