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[Intro: Jon Bellion] Uh, beautiful mind mind mind Yeah, I went a little, um, a little, uh, crazy with the beat box Um, I mean usually we write records and, you know, I might tell Keyz, you know, dumb it down a little bit Or let's play it safe; don't go too crazy, but this time I'm just like, "Do whatever you want" [Chorus: Jon Bellion] This is an official apology from beautiful mind We're sorry if we're going over your head This is an official apology from beautiful mind We're sorry if we're going over your head [Verse 1: Blaque Keyz] I feel like a yamaka during Hanukkah A hollering thermometer Hotter than a savannah eating rappers during Ramadan Pop, lock, and Optimus it's prime time I'm transforming flying to the skyline Narcoleptic narcissist not enough artists talking harder than apocalypse I x-men to extend to no longer be popping lip A slick talker my father was Chris Walken Often I was picked on but now I pick off 'em The black Chuck Norris, sword and nun-chucks in the backpack Headed down for war in a Ford Taurus His style is so morbid, my style is more orbit Than the planet and moon and y'all with lunar landings on my doorstep Call me the rap janitor, job is to keep the floor swept I took the art of rap and wrapped it around me like a corset Huh, Beautiful Mind, you already know who holding this Forget about apologies, I'm sending my condolences [Chorus: Jon Bellion] This is an official apology from beautiful mind We're sorry if we're going over your head This is an official apology from beautiful mind We're sorry if we're going over your head [Verse 2: Blaque Keyz] If dance was the equivalent to rapping I'd moonwalk backwards faster than Mike Jackson smooth criminal in action Passion is eating rappers, spitting bones out in a napkin Then I zone out listening to the last of Eric Clapton Captain of this metaphorical warship My pen is like a swordfish chopping off the limbs of all these corpses My flow is like the water of an ocean, I can dead see it Release me, I'm a demon without emotion I used to walk the streets to be greeted by light nods Now I'm on top of the apple like I'm sitting on my iPod Get in the way of producin', singin' and rappin' and you'll clash with the titans I don't think you wanna fight gods I rely on this mic I plan to stay with myself, Jon Bellion, Samira, and Sheldon Ray Can't wait to see the side effects of what hating will do to you It's hard to dumb it down when my mind is so beautiful [Chorus: Jon Bellion] This is an official apology from beautiful mind We're sorry if we're going over your head