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I own a mansion but live
in a house
A king size bed
but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside
glass is half full
But my tank is half empty
gasket just blew
This always happens
30 minutes
from home gotta lay
a log cabin
And only option I have is
McDonalds's bathroom
In a public stall dropping
a football
So every time someone
walks in the john
I get Madden
Shady what up What
Come on man I'm crapping
And you're asking me
for my goddamn autograph
on a napkin
Oh that's odd I just happened
to run out of tissue
Yeah hand me that on second
thought I'd be glad then
Thanks dawg name's
Todd a big fan
I wiped my ass with it
crumbled it up in a wad
and threw it back and
Told him Todd you're the shit
when does all of this crap end
Can't park my ass
without causing an accident
Puff my gas cut my grass
can't take out the fucking trash
Without someone passing
through my sub harassing
I'd count my blessings
but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow then bass
suffering from succotash
But the antacid is my
stomach gas
I mix my corn
with my fucking mash
Potato so what ho kiss
my country bumpkin ass
Missouri Southern roots
what the fuck is upperclass
Call lunch dinner call
dinner supper
Tupperware in a cupboard
plasticware up the ass
Stuck in the past iPod
what the fuck is that
B boy to the core mule
I'm a stubborn ass
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far
They call me classless
I heard that I second and
third that
Don't know what the fuck
I would doing if it weren't rap
Probably be a giant turd sack
But I blew never turned back
Turned 40 and still sag
teenagers act more fucking
mature Jack
Fuck you gonna say to me
I leave on my own terms
asshole I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad but
I love the perks my work has
I get to meet famous people
look at her dag
Her nylons ran her skirt snag
And I heard she drag races
burp swag
Tuck in my Hanes shirt tag
You're Danica Patrick
yeah work skag
We'd be the perfect match
Cause you're a vacuum
I'm a dirtbag
My apologies no disrespect
to technology
But what the heck is
all of these buttons
You expect me to sit here
and learn that
Fuck I gotta do to hear this
new song from Luda
Be an expert at computers
I'd rather be an encyclopedia
Britannica hell
with a Playstation
I'm still on my first manual
from Zelda
Nintendo bitch run jump
punch stab and I melt the
Mozzarella on my spaghetti
put in on bread
Make a sandwich with
welch's and belch
They say this spray butter is
bad for my health
But I think there's more
white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett Fred Sanford
welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded that's
why I never take full
advantage of wealth
I managed to dwell within
these parameters
Still cramming the shelves
full of Hamburger Helper
I can't even help it
this is the hand I was dealt to
Creature of habit feel like
I'm trapped in an animal shelter
With all these pet peeves
Goddammit to hell
I can't stand all these kids
with their camera cellphones
I can't go anywhere I get
so mad I can yell
The other day someone
got all elaborate
And stuck a head from
a fuckin' dead cat in my
mailbox
Went to Burger King they
spit on my onion rings
I think my karma is catching
up with me
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far
Got friends on Facebook
all over the world
Not sure what that means
they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade
I even got a plaque
I'd hang it up but the frame is
all cracked
I'm trying to be lowkey
hopefully nobody notices me
In produce hunched over
giant nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over
to the frozen aisle
By the frozen yogurt this
guy approached me
Embarrassed I just did
Comerica with Hova
Show's over I'm hiding
in Kroger buying groceries
He just had front row seats
told me to sign this poster
Then insults me wow up
close didn't know you had
crow's feet
I'm at a crossroad lost till
shopping at Costco
Sloppy Joe's buck waffles
Got caught picking my nose ah
Look over see these two
hot hoes
Finger still up in one
of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck
at the light
This fucking shit is taking
forever to change
I'm stuck these bitches are
loving it rubbing it in
Chuckling couldn't do
nothing play it off
'What you bumping
Trunk Muzik Yelawolf's better
fucking bitch
They want me to flip
at the label but I won't
succumb to it
The pressure they want me
to follow up with another
one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted
but what good is a fucking
recovery if I fumble it
Cause I'mma drop the ball
if I don't get a grip
Hoppin' out shrubbery
on you sons of bitches
Wrong subdivison to fuck
with bitch
Quit snapping fucking
pictures of my kids
I love my city but you
pushed me to my limit
what a pity
The shit I complain about
It's like there ain't a cloud
in the sky and it's raining out
Kool Aid stain on the couch
I'd never get it out
Bitch I got an elevator
in my house
Ants and a mouse
I'm living the dream
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far
I own a mansion but live
in a house
A king size bed
but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside
glass is half full
But my tank is half empty
gasket just blew
This always happens
30 minutes
from home gotta lay
a log cabin
And only option I have is
McDonalds's bathroom
In a public stall dropping
a football
So every time someone
walks in the john
I get Madden
Shady what up What
Come on man I'm crapping
And you're asking me
for my goddamn autograph
on a napkin
Oh that's odd I just happened
to run out of tissue
Yeah hand me that on second
thought I'd be glad then
Thanks dawg name's
Todd a big fan
I wiped my ass with it
crumbled it up in a wad
and threw it back and
Told him Todd you're the shit
when does all of this crap end
Can't park my ass
without causing an accident
Puff my gas cut my grass
can't take out the fucking trash
Without someone passing
through my sub harassing
I'd count my blessings
but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow then bass
suffering from succotash
But the antacid is my
stomach gas
I mix my corn
with my fucking mash
Potato so what ho kiss
my country bumpkin ass
Missouri Southern roots
what the fuck is upperclass
Call lunch dinner call
dinner supper
Tupperware in a cupboard
plasticware up the ass
Stuck in the past iPod
what the fuck is that
B boy to the core mule
I'm a stubborn ass
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far
They call me classless
I heard that I second and
third that
Don't know what the fuck
I would doing if it weren't rap
Probably be a giant turd sack
But I blew never turned back
Turned 40 and still sag
teenagers act more fucking
mature Jack
Fuck you gonna say to me
I leave on my own terms
asshole I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad but
I love the perks my work has
I get to meet famous people
look at her dag
Her nylons ran her skirt snag
And I heard she drag races
burp swag
Tuck in my Hanes shirt tag
You're Danica Patrick
yeah work skag
We'd be the perfect match
Cause you're a vacuum
I'm a dirtbag
My apologies no disrespect
to technology
But what the heck is
all of these buttons
You expect me to sit here
and learn that
Fuck I gotta do to hear this
new song from Luda
Be an expert at computers
I'd rather be an encyclopedia
Britannica hell
with a Playstation
I'm still on my first manual
from Zelda
Nintendo bitch run jump
punch stab and I melt the
Mozzarella on my spaghetti
put in on bread
Make a sandwich with
welch's and belch
They say this spray butter is
bad for my health
But I think there's more
white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett Fred Sanford
welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded that's
why I never take full
advantage of wealth
I managed to dwell within
these parameters
Still cramming the shelves
full of Hamburger Helper
I can't even help it
this is the hand I was dealt to
Creature of habit feel like
I'm trapped in an animal shelter
With all these pet peeves
Goddammit to hell
I can't stand all these kids
with their camera cellphones
I can't go anywhere I get
so mad I can yell
The other day someone
got all elaborate
And stuck a head from
a fuckin' dead cat in my
mailbox
Went to Burger King they
spit on my onion rings
I think my karma is catching
up with me
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far
Got friends on Facebook
all over the world
Not sure what that means
they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade
I even got a plaque
I'd hang it up but the frame is
all cracked
I'm trying to be lowkey
hopefully nobody notices me
In produce hunched over
giant nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over
to the frozen aisle
By the frozen yogurt this
guy approached me
Embarrassed I just did
Comerica with Hova
Show's over I'm hiding
in Kroger buying groceries
He just had front row seats
told me to sign this poster
Then insults me wow up
close didn't know you had
crow's feet
I'm at a crossroad lost till
shopping at Costco
Sloppy Joe's buck waffles
Got caught picking my nose ah
Look over see these two
hot hoes
Finger still up in one
of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck
at the light
This fucking shit is taking
forever to change
I'm stuck these bitches are
loving it rubbing it in
Chuckling couldn't do
nothing play it off
'What you bumping
Trunk Muzik Yelawolf's better
fucking bitch
They want me to flip
at the label but I won't
succumb to it
The pressure they want me
to follow up with another
one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted
but what good is a fucking
recovery if I fumble it
Cause I'mma drop the ball
if I don't get a grip
Hoppin' out shrubbery
on you sons of bitches
Wrong subdivison to fuck
with bitch
Quit snapping fucking
pictures of my kids
I love my city but you
pushed me to my limit
what a pity
The shit I complain about
It's like there ain't a cloud
in the sky and it's raining out
Kool Aid stain on the couch
I'd never get it out
Bitch I got an elevator
in my house
Ants and a mouse
I'm living the dream
Maybe that's why I feel
so strange
Got it all but I still won't change
Maybe that's
why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that
keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back
on a city that made me
Life's been good to me so far

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