Verse 1: Yooo the name is miike smiith, got that 4 eye vision If you get on all fours I can show you how I'm living Open up a few doors, suddenly I'm in the kitchen With a chick from my hostel who wants me to put the tip in She from Britain, my Texas accent made her smitten So she took off her mittens and grabbed ahold of my stick And then licked it like liquorish and its sick, but I'm so addicted To meeting these new chicks and then teachin ‘em new positions I'm conflicted, is this really how I should live it? Traveling round the world, makin ..all.. these bad decisions Meeting all these new girls, and makin em purr like kittens Then slippin into the night, just to go and Taylor swift ‘em Its twisted, but you must admit I'm gifted From San Fran to Switzerland, and Erica to Kristin my Predicament's ridiculous like fishing in Lake Michigan Just drop the tip in and you're gettin like 4, 5, or 6 of em Chorus A: Shades on my face cause the sun’s in my space Checkin’ Facebook think I got tagged I'm a traveling man from L.A. to Japan On my plane straight getting’ jetlagged Lil mama I'm bad, to the bone Wanna bone? (boner/doInggg noise) If you're down we can do it in my pad 22 years old, and my fortune ain't told But I can tell (I know) that it's gonna be rad Verse 2: ("For my Spanish girls”) Es muy importante para mi vida Para siempre escribo mi filosofia Mi amiga Maria le gustan mis pelotas Especificamente cuando estan en su boca Oh yah, pero tranquila mi chica Solo es una broma, no quiero causar herida Mi silla es un lugar para ti, porque tu eres maravilla Como la mona lisa o una más linda Chorus A (x2): Shades on my face cause the sun’s in my space Checkin’ Facebook think I got tagged I'm a traveling man from L.A. to Japan On my plane straight getting’ jetlagged Lil mama I'm bad, to the bone Wanna bone? If you're down we can do it in my pad 22 years old and my fortune ain’t told But I can tell that it's gonna be rad Verse 3: 5am train from Kraków to Plzen All for a girl who doesn't even speak English Friends pretty pissed that I'm leaving em behind But sometimes you gotta cut ties to get to the behind It's a mindfuck, time's up, now we have arrived Switch trains, it's a pain, but it's all part of the ride So we glide to our seats and fade away to Tame Impala If she speaking polish to me might as well be speaking nada cause, I don't really have time for that A side chick? Man I barely got time for rap Cause my chick lives halfway across the map And my dick don't wanna start from scratch, I mean, we got a Good thing goin- international love Skypin every single night givin virtual hugs Sure the other girls are fun, but it's better with one Especially when it's a girl with whom you've fallen in love 8 Bar Instrumental Break: -guitar/bass solos Chorus B: Shades on my face cause the sun’s in my space Checkin’ Facebook think I got tagged I'm a traveling man from Dallas to Pilsen Where my girlfriend lives on the map Yeah she got a nice flat And I don't have to pay bet her dad's pretty mad about that Cause I stay all day and we play all night Then I take a 30 minute long bath Outro (Shower Skit)

Verse 1: Swimming through the valley of the shadow of death Rotting flesh, dead bodies, just a casual mess The captain waits a second, stops, then he catches his breath Looks behind him nothing there but black crows on the deck Their beady eyes reflect the red water running below The undertow of the river dragging down on his soul He's alone, for the first time, with nowhere to go Except down the river slow, with his eyes on the road And his, hands on the wheel, the wood grainy and old Outside it's just rainy and cold, rainy and cold At this point he'd rather lay in the mold And let the crabs eat his brain after maiming his skull The mi- grain's too much, really taking a toll But either way, only one way to go He doesn't know but where he's going is home Sometimes you just gotta push though the snow, and let go Hook (x2): Cause everything in the river has a place And someday every mind will awake The mind's gate is in every mind-state So I wait for the wake to align with my fate Verse 2: Can't see ahead, fog thick as a hog's skin He hock, spits, vomits up the eggs from this morning Alarm clicks, but he's already up and aware He doesn't care, grabs some bacon grease and gels up his hair Looks in the mirror, "things don't always look as they appear" At least that's what he tells himself when the wrinkles get near The fear sets in, his beer belly jiggles around To the sound of the rain drops slamming the ground He's far from town...and he's stuck in his mind Every single thought enters like a notch in his spine He feels alive, is what he wish he could say He’s got 99 problems & they all cause of b.a.e. (bay/b.a.e. (b4 any1 else) play on words) She left him, cold in the dark like some ice in the tray He felt lost like some mice in a maze A heavy heart is the price that he pays For holding on to the pain ‘stead of lettin it fade  Hook (x2): Cause everything in the river has a place And someday every mind will awake The mind's gate is in every mind-state So I wait for the wake to align with my fate Verse 3: Up and down go the waves so insane Like Dorothy's windowpane when the tornado came ‘Cept instead of green witches it's mean fishes and bite marks ‘Stead of clean kisses from seamstresses the sky's dark So he lights a cigarette Puts in an old cassette that he got in Tibet After that sat back, and he got into bed And just then a strange man began to talk in his head like: [Cassette starting noise] Emotionally charged dialogue: "No matter how bad it gets, no matter how goddamn meaningless it all may feel sometimes, it's all going somewhere. It's all going somewhere, and you're part of it. You, yes you! You're part of it! And it's part of you! And nothing will ever change that." Hook (x2): Cause everything in the river has a place And someday every mind will awake The mind's gate is in every mind-state So I wait for the wake to align with my fate

Verse 1: Hey so miike what you gonna do when you graduate? Get a job, live on your parents’ couch and masturbate? Go to grad school, finally freakin’ act your age? Or activate the maximum potential of your accolades? Yo stop actin’ fake the front you’re putting’s obvious Its clear that you don’t wanna do what Simon says I might just guess you’d rather go and live your life inside a tent, get high as shit Then find a chick and help each other reach enlightenment Ha, well that’s not too far from where I stand I’d like to travel in a band and move across the land I’d like to unravel the sands and understand the time Become a man of rhyme and analyze a way to manage my Sense of purpose on this earth and how to serve it well Some people tell me that this rappin’ shit’s a murder spell But I’ma keep on rhyming cause I know its what I love Found myself inside the rhymes and gave myself a fuckin’ hug Chorus: Hey, don’t say that I can’t do it my, way Made it this far and I’m still, okay Won’t hesitate Still standing on my two feet Writing on this loose leaf all day Verse 2: (“Yo, yo”) It’s not my fault that I believe in my dreams And that I’ll do anything to make them reality I was just born this way like Lady Gaga said And I’ma work for what I want until I end up dead Cause if I don’t chase this dream I’ll probably end up dead Find me in my cubicle with a gun to my head Bottles of pharmaceuticals, my eyes blood-shot red When you lie to yourself is when you die to yourself and I’ma Hip-hop head, till hip-hop’s dead In tip-top shape, to life off, and rip off heads So tick tock kids, your time’s up, and my times now Hit the stage and God’s light shines down on the crowd cause I Won’t stop till I perform with Kendrick Lamar And Ab-Soul or my hero – Childish Gambino Yeah you know that we dope and we bout to make it big When they ask who it is say “bitch, its miike smiith”  Chorus: Hey, don’t say that I can’t do it my, way Made it this far and I’m still, okay Won’t hesitate Still standing on my two feet Writing on this loose leaf all day 8 Bar Instrumental Break: -guitar solo 1 Bridge: Hey (hey), don’t say that I can’t do it my, way (“Its not my fault that I believe in my dreams” - x2) Hey (hey), don’t say that I can’t do it my, way (“Its not my fault that I believe in my dreams” - x2) Outro: -guitar solo 2