[00:03.03]Stripped down to my skin and my bones[00:05.52]I love huskies but I feel like a wolf (howw!)[00:08.35]In a pack but I feel all alone[00:10.33]I'm scatterbrained, man[00:11.64]Better offer the clone[00:13.01]Until you high as a plumber with race eyes[00:14.92]Doin' weird shit[00:16.02]Like, this'll make your bio-pic (haha)[00:18.55]Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's[00:20.17]Get the wing tings (yum)[00:21.06]Real quick bills still[00:22.36]Stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)[00:23.87]Whatchu mean, it ain't working? (what?)[00:25.54]Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself?[00:28.28](Oh, I am, I'm trying)[00:29.33]Whatchu mean, you ain't got no cash?[00:30.79](I got a little bit)[00:31.99]Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?[00:33.18]Shouldn't your pockets be big[00:35.55]Just like a fat chick? (uh-huh)[00:36.96]Shouldn't your mama[00:37.65]Be done paying the house off? (I guess)[00:39.40]Shouldn't you have a real big-ass ego? (no)[00:41.88]Shouldn't these girls[00:42.94]Be flockin' just like seagulls? (eh)[00:44.68]Twistin' me up like licorice[00:46.73]Think I need someone who can handle it[00:49.32]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[00:52.08]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[00:54.70]Twistin' me up like licorice[00:57.44]Think I need someone who can handle it[00:59.72]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[01:02.56]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[01:05.09]The original lick-splickety[01:06.71]Higher than Yosemite[01:07.79]Breaking the mold mentally[01:09.38]Master with no limiting[01:10.58]Making em say ugh[01:11.69]They wors*ipping our force viciously[01:13.04]Watching the floor tip[01:14.28]In your temple of authenticity[01:15.58]Often they say I'm off it[01:17.02]I offer my crossed empathy[01:18.22]They forgot what we on[01:19.40]I'll remind em with hostility[01:20.80]Hot diggity damn[01:22.43]Everyone running scams[01:23.71]Gotta cover your clams[01:25.12]And take another glance[01:26.40]Running a clinic[01:27.25]No scans[01:27.81]Ain't no one claiming[01:28.46]Yo mans[01:28.96]It's all pertaining[01:29.66]To plan[01:30.53]Call me the architect[01:31.49]Lap you in a UFO I haven't started yet[01:34.05]Still gotta figure out exactly[01:35.66]Where to park it at[01:36.83]Moses with the pen[01:37.69]Each line an ocean I can part it at[01:39.59]But that's too deep[01:45.72]Don't call me stupid[01:49.54]That ain't the way my name pronounced[01:52.48]Don't call me Cupid[01:54.70]I got too many hoes right now[01:57.28]Poolside in Houston, tryna see[02:00.39]If Beyonce will take me for adoption[02:02.77]Broke-ass rich suburbs[02:04.70]A civilian shot in third world[02:06.75]We just by the fountain[02:08.14]This is Merlyn Wood, man[02:09.67]Everywhere I go is the woodlands[02:13.36]I need a honeybutter[02:15.02]Vodka in an Sprite can[02:18.57]When I'm in the Whataburger[02:20.43]All the kids know who I am[02:23.99]I need a honeybutter[02:25.94]Puttin' lean in my Sprite can[02:28.97]Twistin' me up like licorice[02:31.15]Think I need someone who can handle it[02:33.82]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[02:36.48]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[02:39.04]Twistin' me up like licorice[02:41.74]Think I need someone who can handle it[02:44.21]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[02:46.87]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[02:49.39]I got a record but I'm clean as they come[02:51.96]I'm Godzilla, when they see me they run[02:54.63]On 37th, used to run from the bloods[02:57.23]The undercovers gotta duck when they come[02:59.90]I moved out and in a couple of months[03:02.50]I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug[03:05.05]I used to write raps on the back of the bus[03:07.56]Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears[03:10.22]It's funny how things can change[03:12.65]Three hundred dollars to my name[03:14.22]Left to Hollywood[03:15.33]I was living off Ramen and change[03:17.61]Five hundred dollars on these dinners[03:19.42]Never have to pay[03:20.83]Growing up my teachers told me[03:22.66]"You better get them grades up[03:24.29]If you wanna finish high school[03:26.14]And after high school, you better get a degree[03:28.47]'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world[03:30.01]You could live in the street"[03:31.25]Flashback, I had my Walkman in the minivan[03:34.53]Listening to NSYNC, saw my name on the CD[03:37.32]Bleach blond tips, wanted to be JT[03:39.21]Wanted to do big things, had to fulfill a dream[03:42.15]One might say I was doomed from the get-go[03:44.55]But those same people assume[03:46.14]'Cause they'll never know[03:47.29]What it's like to be called to[03:48.70]What's not set in stone[03:49.97]I am one with the ebb and flow, that's all I know[03:52.47]Twistin' me up like licorice[03:54.66]Think I need someone who can handle it[03:57.31]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[03:59.93]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[04:02.51]Twistin' me out like licorice[04:05.17]Think I need someone who can handle it[04:07.80]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[04:10.32]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[04:12.93]Twistin' me up like licorice[04:15.68]Think I need someone who can handle it[04:18.07]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[04:20.75]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit[04:23.40]Twistin' me out like licorice[04:26.09]Think I need someone who can handle it[04:28.56]Ice and my boys and my wrist this flex[04:31.24]I don't need nobody tryna give me shit