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You're dead

With the soul of a Shaman
I'll eat a beat then vomit
Like a bulimic woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street they

everyone movin' but you
Yeah, I think I found me a muse
She been my rhythm and blues
She know my interviews
She makin' me dinner, too
Nights by myself with

niggas that fuck with you
Be the same niggas that envy you
I can't entertain no hoe
Baby I'm not into you
I can judge a bitch just by her nigga
And her

you now, I'm telling you
I'm a shoe in, all my mates are
What the fuck you doing
I rock up to the interview, Mr. McGinley
Get out of this estate,

lowdown, you don't even know me, you tryna interview
Chocolate shrooms, nigga I just started, I'm tryna finish you, I'm laced up
Fly out to turks with you,

don't think we slept that night[00:37.99]I think about all the mornings before[00:41.13]Waking up to your face being greeted by sunlight[00:44.52]A smile

my smoke & I still rode 
Being loyal don't matter they will still fold 
On the move try to stop me bet I still ah go (Uh) Interview I seen boy

of interviews, performances, and documentarys/

Visioning me/

Surpassing Beastie boys and Diddy/
Mosh to bikini kill and flow to Biggie/
Days passing by while I

I will start my car and run it straight into you
Got 'em scared of what I'm finna do, this the interview, and I will physically and mentally injure

take one text 

Only take one tip 

Only took one breath 

So embarrassed by these limits you barrage

Loosen mortality 

Morality will tighten on its

like you under more heat
They the ones in the room when you're busy cooking up your beats
They the ones by your side when your name is not on the score

burnin' out verses are curses now
Every interview you do a chance that they know you

Fame is never comin, if you don't plan on running
But if your good

change
Now I'm too concerned with all the things I own
Blinded by all the pretty girls I see
I'm beginning to lose my integrity

Sometimes in life you feel

thought I was that talented
I take the good with the bad and balance it
Yeah, see that's the truth that I give'em in the interviews
Abuse grooves dudes use

greatest in Vegas 
Team full of Minks that shearling fit with the Tegas'
The new CNN is drink champs Noriega 
I'm Workin to my throne so save the interview

Until I started networking 

My vision was blocked by the edifice 
So I Pegasus before I manifest my pen in this 
They bring you an offer so they ask you

it
Then Threw it back
I'm allergic
To this fake shit
I'm
Doing Interviews for work
Album turn to projects
Launching rocket ships
I'm in the cockpit

Secret British Actors
When you're tuning in to your TV shows
The ones you love, the ones you know
And after the credits roll there are
Interviews

First we lay the groundwork, and then we learn to write
You set up with the left, then you hit 'em with the right
Make your rhymes tight by adding puns

conversations turn to interviews
When did downplaying what I've done fulfill your inner muse
When did countin my pockets make you disregard my feelings too

“Naima” is a reggae dub re-edit of Eric Dolphy’s version. Contains part of interview by John Coltrane.

the an interview?
You should know by now I really do this shit, then hit the swimmin' pool
Then get my girl nakey up inside the inner tube
But what's the rap game

Throw dirt on my name
You look in the mirror we one in the same
We could be livin coo
Jacuzzi seats by the swimming pool
Leaving them interviews
Paparazzi

interviews
Public butt breaking niggas sad that y'all get amused
Modern day lynching just for a contract extension
Well aware that this rap shit don't come