I leave the planet on a purple comet
A man or a stray dog?
I’m wallace and the grommet
A crown for the king of f#ckin’ nothing
Yeah i don it
I’m crashing to the earth
I was made up in a comet
I leave the planet on a purple comet
A man or a stray dog?
I’m wallace and the grommet
A crown for the king of f#ckin’ nothing
Yeah i don it
I’m crashing to the earth
I was made up in a comet
What would you do if you knew you in the wrong place?
Wrong time, wrong year
I think my end is near
Would you try to change it up
Maybe brain replace?
Switch around a couple prongs
Think i lost a gear
I’m searching high and low
For a place to go
Remember all the homies how they used to call me bro
They think that i don’t know
But i ain’t moving slow
It’s only few that really rooted when they watched me grow
And i don’t mean to offend
Ain’t no more hate in my heart
But if i become a trend
I know who’s there from the start
Said what the f#ck was a friend
I thought i played up my part
Guess it was all the pretend
Ain’t really f#ck with my art
But it’s me, myself, and i
The jekyll, the hyde
b#tch the devil and the pride
If you got yourself nothing ever break yo stride
So sit back, and enjoy the f#ckin’ ride
I leave the planet on a purple comet
A man or a stray dog?
I’m wallace and the grommet
A crown for the king of f#ckin’ nothing
Yeah i don it
I’m crashing to the earth
I was made up in a comet
I leave the planet on a purple comet
A man or a stray dog?
I’m wallace and the grommet
A crown for the king of f#ckin’ nothing
Yeah i don it
I’m crashing to the earth
I was made up in a comet
I’m an alien
Relate with no mammalian
Call me with a crop circle
Landing in a stadium
Got the brass knuckles
Made it outta vibranium
Talking all that sh#t
You catch a hook up to the cranium
Open your eyes, look at the view
I see the lies, i see the you
I gotta shine, will in a few
Getting what’s mine, maybe the loot
Guess it’s time to sit back down and open fruity loops
And if i make a better sound then f#ckin’ whoopty-whoop
Temporary shine
That’s the bottom line
If she fine like wine maybe she mine
If not, i’m chilling like a grape on the vine
Wrath when i’m spittin’ on the tape with that prime
I don’t condone sh#t
Never to cold-quit
Outta the park hit (ayy, ayy)
Leave in a purple comet (ayy, ayy)
I don’t condone sh#t
Never to cold-quit
Outta the park hit
Leave in a purple comet
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