So I got paranoid with the drums I ain't got time for that, call the troops I've got cheese for wine, made in France You're wasting your time, look Slide on the ground under my feet My shoes are gone, where is my toe? Lasers stirred up, in my head blow up All day I forgot to find out, fade up I don't know who turned it on And turn it off, blue clouds, fade up on the scene So I got paranoid with the drums I ain't got time for that, call the troops I've got cheese for wine, made in France You're wasting your time, look I know they tryna take it from me Know you tryna takе it from me 그래 어쩌면 이건 미친 소리 But I hear them coming Fivе in the morning, and I stick to my own thing While you fuck boys flossin' Too many phonies and too many stories Ain't got time for the party Know them bitches ain't worthy 내 머리를 노리는 적이 아니 오늘이 몇일 인지도 몰라 난 병신 예술 외엔 관심이 없지 흘렀대지 몇 년의 시간이 어느새 내 목엔 총이 그새 내 주머니는 비었으니 천천히 다시 거닐어 길거리를 이젠 보여 내 목소리로 곧 도배될 길 거리 So I got paranoid with the drums I ain't got time for that, call the troops I've got cheese for wine, made in France You're wasting your time, look Feels like I'm toast, it's burning out Like I'm in the Costco, too many boxes In my home, damn, I didn't bought Let me out and through your mind in a box I got a lot of salt, it's cold It's like a child who's never done So I got paranoid with the drums I ain't got time for that, call the troops I've got cheese for wine, made in France You're wasting your time, look