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de Tyler, The Creator

De l'album CHROMAKOPIA · 4:43

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Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (ayy) Things feel out of order Look and look around, I'm not sure of Pair of paranoia, no (such a-) Feel it in my aura (woo) Living between cameras and recorders, ah (woo) I want peace but can't afford ya, no (such a-) Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo (Wotangozi, wotangozi) 'Running, 'running, yeah (ah-ah-ah) 'Round (ah) and 'round (ah) Someone's keepin' watch I feel them on my shoulder Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round (such a-) I can't even buy a home in private Home invasions got my brothers dying Notice every car that's drivin' by I think my neighbors want me dead I got a cannon underneath the bed Triple checkin' if I locked the door I know every creak that's in the floor Motherfucker, I'm paranoid (such a-) I loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview Rather double back than regret hearin', "Pew, pew" Never trust a bitch, if you good, they could trap you So just strap it up before they fuck around and strap you, bitch Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo (Wotangozi, wotangozi) Oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh (Oh, oh-oh) Someone's keeping watch ('round) (Oh, oh-oh) I feel them in my shadow (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round) Someone's keepin' a watch (watchin', watchin') (Such a—) Someone's keepin' watch I can feel it, I can feel it I can feel it, I can feel it Don't trust these people out here Please, whatever you do Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself Don't even trust these motherfuckin' accountants 'Cause they will try to get off on you, okay? Please, because I don't wanna have to fuck nobody up I promise to God Don't it seem so good? (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Don't it feel so good? (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) To love (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Left shoulder, right shoulder Left shoulder, look (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Left shoulder, right shoulder Left shoulder, look (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Watch your surroundings (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Okay, okay, okay, yeah (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace Don't wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches Know the system is shook, way before nineteen LA'll do that to you Where you from nigga, who you? Satellites, screenshots, paparazzi, NDAs Privacy? Yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA Ain't no respect for nothin', voice recordin' our discussions Her, him, they, them or anybody, I don't trust 'em at all (all) Some pray for my fall (Lord), hearin' clicks on the calls (Lord) Niggas hackin' for some rough drafts Bitches lookin' for a buff bag Risk that for some jaw, nah You sing along, but you don't know me, nigga Nah, never ever, not at all Y'all niggas crossed the line, like fuck the stop sign They wanna know where I close my eyes at I keep my eyes wide On God, this shit cooked, brodie Look brodie, handshakes got me shook, brodie Niggas want info 'bout me? (Read a motherfuckin'-) read a book on me, uh Leave me alone, leave me alone Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Leave me alone, what you want? Leave me alone, what you want? Leave me alone, fuck, damn Paranoid

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