The Graduates - Who Am I (The Graduates EP) lyrics
[The Graduates - Who Am I The Graduates EP lyrics]
Life's greatest questions have always been:
Who am I? Where did I come from?
Why am I here? Where am I going?
You are about to see and hear
One of the most significant messages
Given to us from God
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? (Christopher Jones)
I was just dreaming a pure confession to me
That's what you see, yeah (See, yeah)
And ever since, I go fictional
Go fiction, 'cause I know what you like
(You like, you like)
It's not a game (No) 'cause I don't want it
Drum is my game
So glad we won't be surprised by the bitches
Blessed by the sound of my words
My words (Woah, woah, woah)
Sound of my words, words
Up against the world
She feeling like she in love
The music's got her saying some things
(Love me, know I'm not the
Stop you-stop you, top you, no)
The plug's the treasure
I guess your boy is to pity
I'm feeling a little managed
Got a heart in my hand and I
So baby let me know if you
Wanna come and roll with me
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? Who Am I?
(You were pushing girl, I made you a fiend)
Who am I?
(Pure frost, pure affection it seems)
Who am I?
(In a car, stepping out as a team, ayy, woah)
Target found file uploading
Name: AKA
I'm Mr travis
(Scott) , addicted to fashion (yeah)
Runway models and foreign ass (Mama)
Music savage, stuntin' is a habit
Hop on stage, simply attractive (Track)
My flow is like a magnet, a sign, a dagger
Rolling Stones swagger, Who is Mick Jagger?
Yves Saint Laurent bag of acclaim
Who this where the fame is?
Sad, I'm kind of flabbergasted
My swag so amazing so my style's at the top
Got tux's from England, fuck
You know I might get rocks
Cool kid, who acts pretentious
No belt, just suspenders
Got my diamonds in the sky like
I'm throwing up the rocks
You see my pants low
No offense to the public
I just like to rock the
Apparel to the Republic
Of Democratic subject, who am I?
T-r-a-v-i-s-c-o-t-t, that's me, konichiwa
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? Who Am I?
(You were pushing girl, I made you a fiend)
Who am I?
(Pure frost, pure affection it seems)
Who am I?
(In a car, stepping out as a team, ayy, woah)
Who am I? Where did I come from?
Why am I here? Where am I going?
You are about to see and hear
One of the most significant messages
Given to us from God
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? (Christopher Jones)
I was just dreaming a pure confession to me
That's what you see, yeah (See, yeah)
And ever since, I go fictional
Go fiction, 'cause I know what you like
(You like, you like)
It's not a game (No) 'cause I don't want it
Drum is my game
So glad we won't be surprised by the bitches
Blessed by the sound of my words
My words (Woah, woah, woah)
Sound of my words, words
Up against the world
She feeling like she in love
The music's got her saying some things
(Love me, know I'm not the
Stop you-stop you, top you, no)
The plug's the treasure
I guess your boy is to pity
I'm feeling a little managed
Got a heart in my hand and I
So baby let me know if you
Wanna come and roll with me
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? Who Am I?
(You were pushing girl, I made you a fiend)
Who am I?
(Pure frost, pure affection it seems)
Who am I?
(In a car, stepping out as a team, ayy, woah)
Target found file uploading
Name: AKA
I'm Mr travis
(Scott) , addicted to fashion (yeah)
Runway models and foreign ass (Mama)
Music savage, stuntin' is a habit
Hop on stage, simply attractive (Track)
My flow is like a magnet, a sign, a dagger
Rolling Stones swagger, Who is Mick Jagger?
Yves Saint Laurent bag of acclaim
Who this where the fame is?
Sad, I'm kind of flabbergasted
My swag so amazing so my style's at the top
Got tux's from England, fuck
You know I might get rocks
Cool kid, who acts pretentious
No belt, just suspenders
Got my diamonds in the sky like
I'm throwing up the rocks
You see my pants low
No offense to the public
I just like to rock the
Apparel to the Republic
Of Democratic subject, who am I?
T-r-a-v-i-s-c-o-t-t, that's me, konichiwa
Who am I?
(Picture perfect, yeah, American dream)
Who am I? (London, Paris, took a random bean)
Who am I?
(Blood diamonds, drink Circoc on the scene)
Who am I? Who Am I?
(You were pushing girl, I made you a fiend)
Who am I?
(Pure frost, pure affection it seems)
Who am I?
(In a car, stepping out as a team, ayy, woah)