The Test of Man
Stop
Let me take a look
Yup, that's another one for the books
On my neck, y'all some halfway crooks
Getting yours, but you're staying fully shook
Babbling like a brook uh
Thought you had what it took uh
Noodle's overcooked uh
Threw it and it stuck uh
No, no answer cuz you
Answer to the board
Old white dudes been bored
Capitalism world tour
Shoulda done been
Making hoverboards
What you running for?
Can't let you get
With the talking every time
Leeching on, sleeping, creeping on
This American mind
Got us by the cumber-band
Minimize attention spans
All across the land
Like you don't understand
It's the summer jam
It's the summer jam
Snow falling on your summer jam
It's the test of man
Weight on the chest of man
More pressure
Than a bulletproof
Vest could stand
Chess on your checkers man
It don't matter where you land
You don't really know the plan
Talking like the weatherman
Talking like you understand
Golden poo-poo
The whole platter
Shit you Mad as the hatter
Yeah you Talk about former
While you slide on the latter
This is what I am
Hope you understand
Fucking with your day
Never was the plan
Leaves gotta fall from the trees
Let it grow let it breath
Imma be a child of my destiny
Change is the recipe
No discrepancies
No discrepancies
No discrepancies
Uh
I walk with a lisp
Apologies
Yeah, I talk from the hip, uh
Close your eyes
Tell me do you see?
Knowing that you tripping
Now that's some clarity
Knowing that you slipping
Means that you could catch your grip
Never catch me gaslighting on you catfish
Tell me tell, me do you see?
Can I get a second please?
Got me dizzy spinning
Falling to my knees
Can I get a
Minute please
Longer than a millipede
One, two, three
To the five
Pointed symmetry
Gotta let it be
Got me shooken
Got me looking
Gotta let it be
All the light
I cannot see
Got me shooken
You got me looking
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
(Tell me tell me)
So tell me how they're catching up
Tell me how they're catching up with me
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
Tell me are they catching up
Please tell me are they catching up? (With me?)
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
So please tell me if they're catching up
Tell me if they're catching up with me
Let me take a look
Yup, that's another one for the books
On my neck, y'all some halfway crooks
Getting yours, but you're staying fully shook
Babbling like a brook uh
Thought you had what it took uh
Noodle's overcooked uh
Threw it and it stuck uh
No, no answer cuz you
Answer to the board
Old white dudes been bored
Capitalism world tour
Shoulda done been
Making hoverboards
What you running for?
Can't let you get
With the talking every time
Leeching on, sleeping, creeping on
This American mind
Got us by the cumber-band
Minimize attention spans
All across the land
Like you don't understand
It's the summer jam
It's the summer jam
Snow falling on your summer jam
It's the test of man
Weight on the chest of man
More pressure
Than a bulletproof
Vest could stand
Chess on your checkers man
It don't matter where you land
You don't really know the plan
Talking like the weatherman
Talking like you understand
Golden poo-poo
The whole platter
Shit you Mad as the hatter
Yeah you Talk about former
While you slide on the latter
This is what I am
Hope you understand
Fucking with your day
Never was the plan
Leaves gotta fall from the trees
Let it grow let it breath
Imma be a child of my destiny
Change is the recipe
No discrepancies
No discrepancies
No discrepancies
Uh
I walk with a lisp
Apologies
Yeah, I talk from the hip, uh
Close your eyes
Tell me do you see?
Knowing that you tripping
Now that's some clarity
Knowing that you slipping
Means that you could catch your grip
Never catch me gaslighting on you catfish
Tell me tell, me do you see?
Can I get a second please?
Got me dizzy spinning
Falling to my knees
Can I get a
Minute please
Longer than a millipede
One, two, three
To the five
Pointed symmetry
Gotta let it be
Got me shooken
Got me looking
Gotta let it be
All the light
I cannot see
Got me shooken
You got me looking
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
(Tell me tell me)
So tell me how they're catching up
Tell me how they're catching up with me
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
Tell me are they catching up
Please tell me are they catching up? (With me?)
I been running down these streets all-day
I been trying to chase these demons away
So please tell me if they're catching up
Tell me if they're catching up with me
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Writer(s): Terence Costello
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