- Kid Cudi Is There Any Love 歌詞
- Wale Kid Cudi
Heads up, *****
Wale
Plain Pat
Emile
Off jump boo, Cudi give you funk
Hit you in your head then it work it to your rump
Hatin ****** cant hate, leave em all stumped
They gotta like a *****, call me Obama
Not a hypebeast while you beast for the hype (no no)
Yeah Im the underdog, story of my life (yup)
Matter fact I dreamed that I lived twice
Once as a slave who imagined being free
And made it all happen for his family and his seed
And now me, you can call me Mr. Friendly
One life to live, but no acting on my ***** Friendy
Cant stand evil ******* with they Fendi
All they do is envy and plot up on my loins
I give you options baby flip a coin
You get McDonalds, forget the sirloin
Hating my macking, they asking
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
In this world?
Folarin, the muse of the hater
That music is greater, stupid *****, bring your face up
Bamas surprised, deprived from attention
Pride of the district all rise so they listenin
From where gorillas territorial for inches
When it come to pistols, these ****** dont John Lynch them
Off rip thats genius
You ****** so-so like seamstress
No more amore, I refuse to force you
Maybe I lack the fortitude to try to court you
Of course, they all hate
Early adapters agree they all late
So what that say about my watch?
To yall minds Im like a UK clock
Hours ahead, so wack ****** is sayin
What they sayin, young?
They sayin
What they sayin, young?
They sayin?
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
In this world?
I was born to do the damn thing
Story of Cudi, ***** getting out my dreams
Zero options to choose
Living in a box full of Cuyahoga blues, and listen
I stayed away from reading The Plain Dealer
Most of my * ***** back in Cleveland were plain dealers, uh
Who whipped Supremes, the candy-painted eyes
But the love from the boppers had him watchin they rise
Wasnt no love for a *** ** in the smug
Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising
High off life? My ***** not even
Imma go to war with the devil til were even
Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing
No commentary my man, I come out swinging
And this will be the song that we sing
Any young ***** with visions when hes sleeping
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world?
Is there any love
In this world of ours?
Is there any love
In this world?
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