The Pro Letarians – Finally Me Lyrics

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[Intro: Lana del Rey]
They can’t stop me now…

[Verse 1: Jupiter Jim]
One time for the outcasts
All the kids that got smart without class
All the girls with selfesteem without class
All the dudes that paid dues without cash
Ask them if the space ship takes diesel
Sorry Dr. King, there’s just no way we’re equal
And I ain’t talking you and me
I’m talking me and him
Don’t act surprised, ain’t nothing new but CNN
What you don’t see in me that you see in him?
Just know that you’ll never meet another me again

Yeah…

Before we make it, making songs about making it
Then you make it, make songs about how you had it
Make some money, spend it all on the wrong things
Before you know it that’s just life and becomes a habit
Probably end up with some scandals when it’s said and done
Probably end up with a handle when it’s said and done
Last calls, blowing o’s by the fireplace
I be like oh dad, I did it my way

I wonder what I think of this in 5 years
Looking back, like how did we arrive here?
Don’t wanna leave, cause I’m feeling so alive here
Time will tell if I started my demise here
I think I might be the world’s smartest dumb kid
How you finna make a living off assumptions?
High off of life, that’s the only way I function

Well if it’s proper, then I’m in
I’m headed to the top, I ain’t thinking about a sin
“Do I got a girlfriend?
Hmm… That depends… do you got a man and how often do you see him?”
I tippy tippy toe-in till I’m in the top ten
And can the comparisons, I am not them
But I swear it’s my time, so you better watch him
Eyes on the target, you know I’m locked in
Like…

And I’m still on the street shit…
Nah, I’m kidding
I’m from the ‘burbs, lower middle class living
Mama got a minivan, daddy got a Chrysler
But I’ll still murder anybody in a cypher
My kung fu’s righteous
And you will never meet another brother like this
Graveyard shift, yeah we pulling all-nighters
Body-bagging careers of queers that don’t like us

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