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KiD CuDi( Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi )



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KiD CuDi( Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi )

Don't Play This Song

Lyricist:Emile Haynie, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi

Wanna know what this sound like when I'm not on drugs?
Please, please don't play this song
R-r-r-r-right, r-right r-right, right, right
Tryin' ta get my mind, m-mind, m-mind right, right

People think they're really being helpful
By telling me please be careful
Yeah, right, r-r-r-r-right, r-right, r-right, right, right
Please don't play this song

Pain, hurt, sadness and loneliness
Bought all that shit right up
Tossed away to the bottomless pit
Of the part of my mind
That slips the part of my mind so sick

I don't even like to take that trip
Unless I'm sloppy drunk
I pray for my mom, I teach her the son
That never gave a fuck about a scantron

All I wanted was to be a human being
And show the world some new colors and scene
Imagine all types of beautiful scenery

I remember when I first had tree smoked
Black and Mild, how dumb of me now
I'm grape cigarillo man any young black kid
A guaranteed fan on a downhill grind

And I'm humble and I treat normal girls like models
Reckless and young, am I, my mom's calling
Thank god she hit decline, I'm numb faced
While I'm thinking about suicide

Wanna know what this sound like when I'm not on drugs?
Please, please don't play this song
R-r-r-r-right, r-right, r-right, right, right
Tryn' ta get my mind, m-mind, m-mind, right, right

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People think they're really being helpful
By telling me please be careful
Yeah, right, r-r-r-r-right, r-right, r-right, right, right
Please don't play this song, yeah

Hey, black Robbin Hood ridin' high
Just like we should you know the saying
Ain't no delaying, gotta gets the gettin'
While the gettin's good

Yeah, demented
My brain was forced to transform
Wise up, I'm checkin' the gate
On humble tales and minimum wage

The [Incomprehensible]tell it
Cudi's lame wearing a kilt, he must be gay
Let's keep it chill, fuck being discrete

But some girls tweet how they miss my meat, yeah
Cudders, HBO, that Vitamin Water
That's money to blow 'cause your money for blow
Don't take no shit you can blame my Ma

I'm in the maze, I'm in a daze
I'm losing it I'm locking in my rocketship
I be a blip in your radar bitch
It feels like things can be covered
Until the day I'm above myself hover

Wanna know what this sound like when I'm not on drugs?
Please, please don't play this song
R-r-r-r-right, r-right, r-right, right, right
Tryn' ta get my mind, m-mind, m-mind, right, right

People think they're really being helpful
By telling me please be careful
Yeah, right, r-r-r-r-right, r-right, r-right, right, right
Please, please don't play this song