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Stylin Lyrics

We vibin'...
We wilin'...
We stylin'...
Check it out.
I'm just spitting that for the love of spitting rap.
Hits like Nickelback, singing with The Diplomats,
Written by Max Martin, swinging with a whiffle bat.
Hear the pistol blast, then I hit the track,
Running like a Kenyan,
'Cause I'm Kenyan. Ask my momma.
Yeah, I'm running like a Kenyan.
See, I'm running like Obama
On that ticket. This is wicked as that Broadway
Play with the witches in it. Tell me who's the sickest, kid,
I'm putting on a clinic.
Listen.

You don't know about really touching the lyrics.
So touching when I'm touching on any subject;
I'm fearless.
They can't stomach it. I'm loving it,
Munching nuggets in Paris.
See the throne? That's my zone.
Don't even let me get near it. Please,
I'm ahead of my time. Wait,
Now I'm ahead of the times.
Sped up ahead of the beat.
Speaking of time,
Whenever I head to the meet,
I'm always ahead of the heat.
Head of my class,
Egg head with glasses,
Leaving these heads with a classic.
Now let me just head to the back with my head and nap for a bit.

Please,
We just vibin'.
Next thing you know,
We wilin'.
We stylin'.
People weaker might get violent,
The way we vibin'.
Next thing you know,
We wilin'.
We stylin'.
People weaker might come off.

Yo,
I know you use "Keep Shining" to chop chicks,
Don't lie, yo!
I know geeks rhyming that soft ish is the hotness right now,
You refined and you all slick,
Talking Français,
Some, "je suis dining with chopsticks."
You sly, dawg.
And "You're from Africa, right?
That's amazing.
That's really great.
Fascinating."
See, I've got fans who say,
"Hey Shad, I hate rap,
But I like you."
Well, I hate that,
But I like you.
At least, I like that you like me,
So I won't spite you.
It's not your fault you're a white dude
Who likes white music I like too,
Just don't be surprised by my IQ.
Please.
It's like back in high school.
They said, "Highbrow."
I said, "High who?
That's Shakespeare. That's a haiku."
I like the high road, so I was like,
"Dude, that's basic.
That's like, crude,
But you're old plays to my iTunes.
Use your common sense.
Matter of fact, use Common Sense.
For that matter, use Ice Cube."
Hm?
Don't think that we nice too?
Hm?
'Cause we don't look like you?
'Cause we don't know how to tie ties
And our grandparents weren't tycoons?
Please, lemme finish my Thai food.
I see these kids trying to network:
NBC.
Plaque and master's in the same week?
NBD.
I'm still marching to the same beat:
MPC.
I just feel like I'm seeing the same tweets and MP3s.

I guess we're not in the same league:
MVP.
... Guess that means we're in the same league,
But I'm 23.
That's LeBron,
That's Jordan.
Either way, I'm the best draft:
MGD.
If I'm not in the 'Dot,
Find me in B.C.
East Van is a ride
And I'm the MPP.
'Cause I really run that party,
Not the NDP.
I'm playing NPG, Prince, and 10cc.

They say that kids got b**** by the plenty, B;
Sax like Kenny G.
Any key.
Kings like Akim and Semi be the hottest.
They keep talking like they got it.
I'm like,
"Lemme see."
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