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Is There Any Love?

Kid Cudi

A Kid Named Cudi

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Heads up, nigga Wale Plain Pat Emile [Verse 1: Kid Cudi] Off jump boo, Cudi give you funk Hit you in your head then it work it to your rump Hatin' niggas can't hate, leave 'em all stumped They gotta like a nigga, call me Obama Not a hypebeast while you beast for the hype (no no) Yeah I'm 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 nigga Friendy Can't stand evil bitches 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 [Hook] 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? [Verse 2: Wale] Folarin, the muse of the hater That music is greater, stupid nigga, 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 niggas don't John Lynch them Off rip that's genius You niggas 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 y'all minds I'm like a UK clock Hours ahead, so wack niggas is sayin' (What they sayin', young?) They sayin' (What they sayin', young?) They sayin'? [Hook] [Verse 3: Kid Cudi] I was born to do the damn thing Story of Cudi, nigga 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 niggas back in Cleaveland were playin dealers, uh Who whipped Supremes, the candy-painted eyes But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising High off life? My nigga not even I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're 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 nigga with visions when he's sleeping
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