Cupid's Music
Channel: AmosExperiment
Date: 2011-08-14

Produced by: J2G. J2GLABMUSIC
AmosExperiment@yahoo.com
Ye 
Yeah
Imma keep switching it up
See what's up
Go ahead, go nuts, get up, get buzzed 
I'm rushed and flushed and I just got crushed
I need a pick-me-up, so pick me up 

I go through it; I go do it, I chew it spew it knew it from the beginning; 
That I influence the damned truants
They say Cupid's music is both stupid and putrid
But I think the problem is, yall get love and lose it
You peruse it and pursue it, use it and abuse it 
All yall keep on going in circles like ya name was Euclid
A full clip is a smart move, like it was checkmate
They all had seven chips, so I went and bet eight
Locs on my eyes, but that don't mean that I hide
What it means is that you cannot fathom what it is behind
I hit the town like it was deck, I hit the car like it was wrecked
And I'm ridin round, buying rounds, got em up? Check
Yessir that thing in my garage look like a spaceship
You looking so confused you'd'a thought we in the Matrix
Surprise you with my shoes and the cool that I have
I stay on top like Dirk and the Mavs
Sometimes I'm a nuisance
Sometimes I'm a truant
Therefore I am fluent 
In the words of the ruined
Student of the luna, tics; I throw a group of
Bricks at the eulo, gist; for declaring my death
Prematurely, what made him say it so early 
I'm buying a Hurley soon as I get paychecks in a flurry
My time ain't over, it ain't even started yet
I'm farther west than the best of the best but I ain't charted yet
Flex like a Ford and I'm so engorged in the idea of moving forward
That I just can't stop, I've got to top the rock that is this planet, I cannot
Sit in my armchair, waiting for a bomb scare to get me up and runnin
My mouth is gunnin, I'm trynna get to London
And then paris, dubai Moscow and Glasgow 
And everything in between, I've decided that I have now
The potential 
I go through it; I go do it, I chew it spew it knew it from the beginning; 
That I influence the damned truants
They say Cupid's music is both stupid and putrid
But I think the problem is, yall get love and lose it
You pursue it and peruse it, use it and abuse it 
All yall keep on going in circles like ya name was Euclid
A full clip is a smart move, like it was checkmate
They all had seven chips, so I went and bet eight
I get high off the rhymes
Live off the lines
Flow smooth like the River Rhine, it's time to shine
The wordplay, I'm currentl(a)y, putting on a display 
Is a gun show; it blasts in a flash through a ton of smoke
I'm like a girl who never gives head, cuz I do not choke
Where is my princess? Gotta find her 'fo I croak
She wanna be my lover, she wanna be my wife
But forgot that I'm a stunna, trynna find the light
Now see I'll marry you and carry you
Be with you until they bury you
It's scary you, didn't expect this longevity from me
You want brevity, man I think this one night is oh so funn(a)y
I gotta be myself man, I go for mine
So many mountains out there, that I've got to climb
How I know I'm on fire?
Well, a second ago,
I had to stop, drop, and roll
Locs on my eyes, but that don't mean that I hide
What it means is that you cannot fathom what is behind
I hit the town like it was deck, I hit the car like it was wrecked
And I'm ridin round, buying rounds, got em up? Check
Yessir that thing in my garage look like a spaceship
You looking so confused you'd'a thought we in the Matrix
Surprise you with my shoes and the cool that I have
I stay on top like Dirk and the Mavs
Ya garbage flow, I trash that, ya big head, I bash that
Ya music, I mash that, axe that, hatchback
That you claim to stash cash in, man you crap shack
You full of s*, I blast that; Ya protected ride, I crack that
You got ya rental car stolen, man that Hertz
Self-employed boss, I make my own perks
I'm fine on my perch, I'm sitting on my throne
And pretty soon, s* gon be, covered in some chrome
Alone at the top is a status I ain't cool with
So imma just act like this is one big school trip
And bring errbody along, and let em on the song
Our cars only turn right, cuz nothing's ever wrong
Rappers need to clean they mouths out with some tic tacs
All they ask is which rap, has a chance to get cash
Man I could care less, I go for nothing but the best
Yall drown in the water looking for jewels in a treasure chest