Roman Holiday

Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman You'll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing There's so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday You done, you tight? You suck at life? You don't want a round three? You done suffered twice Wo-wo-worship the queen and you might could pass Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari I am the ultimate Svengali You, you bitches can't even spell that You, you hoes buggin', repel that Let me tell you this, sister I am, I am colder than a blister 'Cause my flow's so sick, and I'm a lunatic And this can't be cured with no Elixir 'Cause y'all know who the fuck, what the fuck I do I done put the pressure to every thug I knew Quack, quack to a duck and a chicken too Put the hyena in a freakin' zoo, phew! Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman You'll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing There's so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday Witch, twitch, bitch Motherfucking right, this is World War 6 This right here might make a bitch die And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry And if we being honest, I am such a great guy But this what I do when a bitch breaks flock I'ma put her in a dungeon under, under No, them bitches ain't eating, they dying of hunger Motherfucker, I'm me, who the fuck is this hoe? And yes, maybe just a touch of tourettes Get my wigs, Terrence, go and get my beret, yo! Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman You'll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing There's so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Talking 'bout me, you talking about me? I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me Them bitches must be smokin' a couple of OZ's They want the outline, I give them a goatee Goddamn, motherfucker, you talking about me? I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me Them bitches must be smokin' a couple of OZ's A-buh-buh-buh, now give them a goatee, oh! Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman You'll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing There's so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday