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Return of the Jedi from Rio De Janeiro on the red eye Yet I still feel a need to be fly Flyer than your average 8 1/2 by 11 origami loose leaf From the tablet, handcrafted by the bad kids In the back of the math class being ratchet, HB Make a face melt, kill 'em with a beat and a verse You gon' need a mask and a casket I know you feeling this, I know you feeling this Pick a first choice, hit or miss, consider this Consider it a little bit inconsiderate to be feeling this way Feeling this, feeling this, I know they feeling this Cup running over with pride, that's why I'm spilling it I'm filling it, and the riddle is: why the fly so ignorant? Thinking to yourself so high, while so illegitimate And so help me, don't tell me Romans 12: 3 gon' fail me You rehearse to be dope, remove the thirst of these clones And you can use that verse wrong, but you can't usurp the throne Better think about it, why they got me feeling like I'm so fly, I know you feeling this Why so fly, why so serious I'm so fly, I know you feeling this Ask me about me homie I don't know who Siri is I don't know who serious I don't know who Siri is I don't know who serious
Writer(s): Thomas Joseph Terry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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