Théo GOUDE - Hide & Seek. Lyrics

Yo
This the 15th take...
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Hum... yo
I had to come up with all these lyrics and I didn't really know what to do and...
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Ayo, I don't really know what to say
Where to go?
I like to use the five W's
My name Théo, how are you?
Who are you?
Where my shoes?
You make me laugh when you do me
We could be in a movie scene
Ava Addams the whole industry
Hol' up
I'm on my Meryl Streep
Iron Fist my fist through the beasts
That hype the newest beast
The one on that LVMH
You reflect your master, made in Italy
Zip your bumble up, you soon to lose the stage
Switch up the page, you not independent you made in the industray
Bernard with his good image
We all know you just an image
Pakistan be perishing to your image
The public sees the menace, but you got a big ass business
So ain't no dethroning the motherf*cking malice
I take the racquet, racquet your ass outta your brackets
Follow me, I'm Mr. Casket
Drinking through the chalice
Taking more risks than Candice Bergen
Vladimir Putin, gon' be less important than me
Ayo, I'm just kidding, Imma have a Porsche, nothing too important to see
I don't wanna perish at the hands of the barbarians
Rather be Barbara Streisand, put some duck sauce on it, and sing as a librarian
My Leo scale ticking, I'm sick of my entourage saying they Titanium
Lemme get to the Vibranium, kick in your cranium
Bounce your head from Paris to Ukraine back to the Neanderthal sapien
I'm beautiful, Haussmannien
What's your name again?
Where's your confidence without your Instagram?
When you getting off your unnecessary brand?
I told you, I like, but I live by the five W's, that's my brand
How you do it? Is it a friend or your parents?
Why are you? Is it for yourself, your ego or is it actually a process?
I know I'm in prophecy but question mark's my placement
See, sometimes I hang with James the Prophet
Now, am I? Judas, John or Jesus?
I hope radical baptists get mad at me, and ruin their basement
Cuz I'm cis to assist the whack legions
All tangled in religion, we got facts, yet you sleeping
Soon you be slipping, and I'll break your face through your phone screen
I go on tangents like Joe Budden, cuz I'm trash, just like him
Count the racks, we know u still listen, we still glisten
Open your mouth, so I can cut my zipper off and start pissin'
Fill you like my bathtub, Levi Watson
Careful when my eyes go up, and swole up, Hopsin
I might be my own God or king of the world, control sin
I'm Sherlock, you'll always be under me, at best my Watson
Your whole life caged in, you too lazy to give in to your own sins
Your balls on your chins, and your bars thin
I on the other hand, don't give a f*ck, Sean Penn
Third Outkast, with the sharp pen
Get Down, as I watch Jaden
Now I'm almost at the bottom of the mountain
Yeah I stayed patient
I grow Brockhampton, and sign up for the next pageant
Listen, It's been a year since I stopped sleeping
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Where to go? I am here
What am I? My own fear
When my time? I am here
Why you here? Cuz I'm real
Who are you? I am me
How you do it? Wait and see
This a Hide and Seek
How you do it wait and see
Who are you man I am me
Why you here man, its cuz im real with my time, I am here what am I I'm my own fear
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This that hide and seek
But I found me