Synapse - Pimp Shit

I'm a man of style
Looking fly even if I'm on trial
Standing tall, I will never back down
Pimp shit, man I know you love the sound

I'm unlike the rest
Imma unzip your dress
I can give you loyalty that you don't have to test
You're looking cold, would you like my vest?
You're hands are shaking, your heart is beating out your chest

Do I make you nervous?
When you see me, you get hot like a furnace?
Quick to give me blow like my name Curtis
Think the way to my heart is through a purchase?

I'm a man of style
Looking fly even if I'm on trial
Standing tall, I will never back down
Pimp shit, man I know you love the sound

It's kinda funny, I've been feeling uncertain
It's like you do it on purpose
Same old problems always resurface
Make me wanna peel off, epidermis
When it get too hot, feels like you burning

I'm not preaching no sermon
I wanna give a chance to those who feel like learning
Everything doesn't have to be "perfect"
Most of the time, it never will be so just keep working

I'm a man of style
Looking fly even if I'm on trial
Standing tall, I will never back down
Pimp shit, man I know you love the sound

I'm a man of style
Looking fly even if I'm on trial
Standing tall, I will never back down
Pimp shit, man I know you love the sound

Don't be afraid to live a little
But watch your back, can't get played like a fiddle
Take risks when you're young, not when you whittle
Don't wait till you're whittling
Got me rapping like I'm off some Ritalin (hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah)

Written by:
Chandler Sundeen

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