PURPLE COMET

Cabra! I leave the planet on a purple comet A man or a stray dog? I'm Wallace and the Grommet A crown for the king of fuckin' nothing Yeah I don it I'm crashing to the Earth I was made up in a comet I leave the planet on a purple comet A man or a stray dog? I'm Wallace and the Grommet A crown for the king of fuckin' nothing Yeah I don it I'm crashing to the Earth I was made up in a comet What would you do if you knew you in the wrong place? Wrong time, wrong year I think my end is near Would you try to change it up Maybe brain replace? Switch around a couple prongs Think I lost a gear I'm searching high and low For a place to go Remember all the homies how they used to call me bro They think that I don't know But I ain't moving slow It's only few that really rooted when they watched me grow And I don't mean to offend Ain't no more hate in my heart But if I become a trend I know who's there from the start Said what the f*ck was a friend I thought I played up my part Guess it was all the pretend Ain't really f*ck with my art But it's me, myself, and I The Jekyll, the Hyde Bitch the devil and the pride If you got yourself nothing ever break yo stride So sit back, and enjoy the fuckin' ride I leave the planet on a purple comet A man or a stray dog? I'm Wallace and the Grommet A crown for the king of fuckin' nothing Yeah I don it I'm crashing to the Earth I was made up in a comet I leave the planet on a purple comet A man or a stray dog? I'm Wallace and the Grommet A crown for the king of fuckin' nothing Yeah I don it I'm crashing to the Earth I was made up in a comet I'm an alien Relate with no mammalian Call me with a crop circle Landing in a stadium Got the brass knuckles Made it out of Vibranium Talking all that shit You catch a hook up to the cranium Open your eyes, look at the view I see the lies, I see the you I gotta shine, will in a few Getting what's mine, maybe the loot Guess it's time to sit back down and open fruity loops And if I make a better sound then fuckin' whoopty-whoop Temporary shine That's the bottom line If she fine like wine maybe she mine If not, I'm chilling like a grape on the vine Wrath when I'm spittin' on the tape with that prime I don't condone shit Never to cold-quit Outta the park hit (Ayy, ayy) Leave in a purple comet (Ayy, ayy) I don't condone shit Never to cold-quit Outta the park hit Leave in a purple comet