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Yo I'm the Steve Jobs of the underdogs Drop jaws with the "one more thing" in the monologue Keep 'em guessing what the reasons are I don't got a chain of Mac stores, I already got genius bars Turned a hobby into people all up in the lobby Not illuminati, this is neo-literati With an army here behind me kid don't even try me Adam bomb on anybody, word to Ben and Bobby Let the smoke blow, get the brew spillin' Debut a new villain like Ren and Doom chillin' My shoes are too winning for you to cruise in 'em Timeless cool like blue denim I'm losing 'em And these are just the flows that I was saving Ever since the days of Pac Man-ing at the Days Inn I been Paving ways for them to make a basic conversation The only Asian raising hell from here to Copenhagen OK I'm half I know the math I'm Japanese (Get it?) The flow is tight like I got vascular disease Magically take it where in fact it has to be I been mapping out the future while your ass was catching Z's Yeah It all started after college Rocking shell toes like my favorite group from Hollis Manifest the future let the universe allow it Keys like Khaled I'm just giving you the knowledge (The knowledge) Damn Janet, I got 'em in control, if you Like this then you gotta see the show, I'm the Chef's choice, I'm Nozawa with the flow, you can Trust me this ain't no California roll Set menu it's a special occasion Bass pulsating to the pupil dilation Clickbait journalists steady spectating Waiting for the moment they can twist the translation I don't have a lane to stay in Associate with great women and great men Never make time for a fake friend Snakes never change they just shed their snakeskin I don't have a lane to stay in Associate with great women and great men Never make time for a fake friend Snakes never change they just shed their snakeskin
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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