Baptized In Fire Lyrics - Kid Cudi

Easy, turn your radio 

Turn your radio... off 

Watch me now, baby, baby 

Uh uh, uh uh 

Bitches in my ear, they saying they love me 

You don't love Scott, you love the Kid Cudi 

I ain't no fucking slouch, show you what I'm 'bout 

My energy is a bit too precious, too drenched in them blessings 

Transitioning to my inner, I'm hearing their voice 

Tell me stay in focus, keep focusing, boy 

Feeling like a Chilly Billy 

The man everywhere I go, in any city 

I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls galore 

I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls adore 

Mixing florescent to the core of the accouterment 

Off the tippy titty, setting off my groupie radar 

Sipping Hen, dapping hands off the roof of my Porsche 

A fresh nigga at large, a fresh nigga go hard 

All my youngins say keep it going 

All my youngins, they dumb and repping, they always knowing 

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Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately 

Three piece suit and I'm looking so cute 

Sexy mama, send her way, you doing it hunnid 

Them hating fucks sidelining and question what you do 

Not this, my nigga, you been here 

Not this, my nigga, you ain't here 

Big boss, I made your heart heavy 

Can't stop me, can't carry me, baby 

Life ain't easy sober, we live so geeky 

Did just what you taught us, kept peace, no drama 

Phoned home to the moon, did you change your number? 

If and when you get this message, need you back home 

Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro 

Back home 

Big bro, we need you, come home 

Back home 

Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home 

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Nightmares kept a nigga from closing his lids 

Since a kid, I've been haunted by visions of death 

Such a trip, now it's normal, I customed the grip 

Think they gon' know, think the door the haunters ain't left 

Now tell me what's a young nigga to do? When the zombies are coming for you 

Load up them Daryl Dixons 

Supply the race, turn the pave, relaxing, I'm ripping 

Last week I almost weaved right off of Mulholland 

Chiefing good like I should, alone in my thoughts 

All the awesome places I've gone to and witnessed 

Is it worth the paranoia, betrayal, and loss? 

Nah nah, heroes can't simply have it all 

Sacrifice, but see heroes don't sleep, we hear the call 

My nieces know Uncle Scottie is so rock 'n' roll 

My princess Vada know rock 'n' roll daddy got the glow 

Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately 

Three piece suit and I'm looking so cute 

Sexy mama, send her way, you doing it hunnid 

Them hating fucks sidelining and question what you do 

Not this, my nigga, you been here 

Not this, my nigga, you ain't here 

Big boss, I made your heart heavy 

Can't stop me, can't carry me, baby 

Life ain't easy sober, we live so geeky 

Did just what you taught us, kept peace, no drama 

Phoned home to the moon, did you change your number? 

If and when you get this message, need you back home 

Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro 

Back home 

Big bro, we need you, come home 

Back home 

Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home 

High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er 

High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er 

High-i-i-er, High-i-i-i-i-er 

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