Maybe i'm only using a brain, keyboard and a cursor
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
Instead of waiting by your keyboard for me to turn a phrase,
You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford
You can't keep up with my flow? sorry must be this keyboard,
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
Who only knows how to flow like a dopey keyboard marketer
To my keyboard so i won't be bored and i can see more unencumbered
It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard
With another tab open swearing from my keyboard
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
Maybe i'm only using a brain, keyboard and a cursor
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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