im the foundation of dreams
cup of desires, ruler of the streams
fire flows through me in a way with no (measure, measure)
holding up through the lows for my own (pleasure, pleasure)
holding up the ideal
warrior to the seams
and if you ask me
for what purpose must i bleed
deep, primal need
into a senseless dance
just follow my lead
lets run out and take to the street
bada bing boom boom, big bang
out here making big bank
ha, shing unseathe and shang-
cut!
vroom, zoom, tokyo drift
drive!
crashing into your head
(feel alive!)
ringing all the bells, cling clang
reverberate like ying n yang
swallowing up bullets of lead
love and hate me, ill make you mad
spin you dizzy and catch you when youre sad
turn you queasy, paint you red
im the worlds most wanted man
they want my head
eyes on me
a bunch of unthinkables ill make you believe
ill have you on your knees
pleading to stay, and for me not to leave
then i will hold you to (tension, tension)
hey, man of your dreams here
may i have your (attention, attention)
hey, did you hear me
or do i have to make the suggestive (intentional, intentional)
bada bing boom boom big bang
out here making big bank
ha, shing unseathe and shang-
cut!
have a slice of tension
itll help wonders for retention
may your pulse have your attention
i make your heart beat, thats intentional
taking it to my own hands
making use of my allure
striking body bathing in a gory crimson red
going for the kill
dont i look a tad good in the glory of the thrill
pack you up with adrenaline
salted and heated, ready to be served
compliments to the chef would be deserved
but goddamm the fans are voracious
they want me for dessert
need their dopamine, and my tenacious spicy nerve
have my effort dripping into the chalice
everyones desperate for a lick
and then you whine about it so i give you a golden wine kick
drink it up, drink it up
flood the boundaries until it overfills
grasp at straws until you make it up the hills
combat your thirst with the molten ichor pills
bada bing bada boom, big bang
out there making big bank
ha, shing unseathe and shang-
cut!
cats out of the bag
whether win or lose
its certain the truths come up loose
while everyones dealing with the aftermath of words so nuclear
coolguys dont look at explosions
putting on my shades, victory in slow motion
already made you feel motivation beyond
measure
youre one of my trophies
this whole dealie was for my own pleasure
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