Something's been eating me up It's 4 in the morning my eyes should be shut Is it cold where you're sleeping, Do you keep on wishing that someday I might
this house And I cant quite decide what to do with the life I am leading Please forgive me For all of the sins Please come wash my hands clean Catch
be Right now Can I have your time To tell you about my strengths I can help you if you'd like Sometimes we need someone To hold our hands up and let
your worries Dear I must confess, I worry sometimes too Get a chance take a break from this I wanna see you happy If you're willing I'll come with you
a robot and all my conversations are being recorded Lisa: And you don't mind that all of my pants are way too short on me and I also stabbed someone with
average bear, barter parts and gadget, with battery op enthusiast pardon the barking badgers, while you were parking daggers in kittens with snarling children, i was sharking classes with
sandwich or somethin' man.. Wiping my ass with the Daily News man...c'mon man.. Sleepin' with squirrels (Oh my god, What are you doing with that squirrel
side of the road With your elevator bones And your whip-flash tones Members only hyponotizers Move through the room like ambulance drivers Shine your shoes with your microphone blues Hirsute with
breast stand up an mek yo ass swing My girl jus wine pan the edge like u ah mad woman before yo flick it een gyal hold it with yo hand do the robot like
state And straight dictate To the un-brain-white-washed robot people Telling you my lyrical content's evil See through the costumes and see what the hand
I'm too young to drink! [bear roars] [Young Man, "King of All Animals"] {*baby cries*} Augh First I get trapped in a hole with smelly animals who bicker Then my hand
split Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road [Chorus] I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
we freaked had a fight with king kong godzilla and rodan johnny socko's giant robot and wrestled with conan i jumped on a rocket with davy crockett headed for no man
with the sound. She can?t expect to matter in the chaos and the clatter of all this talk Mr. Robot Man Mr. Robot Man Mr. Robot Man Mr. Robot Man
dreams I fulfill with my schemes Down low like R. Kelly, lickin on yo' belly Make you shake like jelly, the fat man, battin a thousand I play it safe,
m a robot with no problems pimp on Sesame Street? Sometimes I need me a lil' somethin, it ain't no smoke either And when them white boys cook it man I
3] Yo, yo I ain't lookin at the man that you would see Ain't looking at the man that you should see Ain't looking at the man that I could be Treat me
who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy hoe? [Juvenile] Your big, fine, don't be scared, put your hands up Give me a minute, you ain't gotta give your man up