Lyrics:
Swing by the Plaza, waltz on in. The Three Arts Club, I'll live there, Indefinitely. New York is made for grander things Just. Like. Me. Literati, Yes,
shine Don't let the literati break you down Walking into Billy Bob's in pinstripe pants, holding court with the party crew They call me city boy
linguistic karate Only literati know Live it all mapped to the macros Con mi amigos at the top Wearing out the world together When the meds are wearing off I
mem konnen Pou wou m'pap pe travay di jis pou'm fe'w plezi Mwn pa konn ekri bel poezi Ni'm pap fe literati Mwen pap pale tulututu Men sel sa m'ka di
twop literati I can feel your fire burning me Men nan men, jouk li jou san tèt di Ou mèt fè saw vle La vi a trè Senp Oh la vi a trè sennnnp Oh non mpap
Jezebel...From Israel, Who never read a book, Charmed the literati, And a smile was all it took. I was laughing with Picasso, When she first entered
Welcome to the first level literati Our mission is to keep the tradition alive It's up to us, it's our responsibility Who else is going to do it Ooh
To put it across with style The literati in their cellars Perform semantic tarantellas I wish I did it half as well as them I love Princess Olivia
Troops are blasting silhouettes Vile aggressors slaughter Intellectual defense Literati terrorism conquer and divide Freedom is the final sacrifice
Don’t know where to sit Couldn’t pick a direction I look around now I don’t feel a connection I laid in the grass Off my ass literati I spoke
shit ain't no strings I'm telling them step back When they really just a fling Kamikaze Run a body In the lobby (Who?) Literati Annunaki Makin' Hobbies
The whole plan unfurled I went to the readings with The literati folk Oh who cares They weren't that cool I lost so much sleep some nights With Keats'
writing’s so lame that it's all blah blah blah-ful Too messed up for the literati Broken inside, you can call in Scotty Emotions are a mess, all tied up in
trèt, depi l te fè rati Pa gentan pou n pèdi, se ipap se pa literati M vini pou m kill ou pou style ou Bèl bout black a-tèks Pa ka pa teste plim ou, rim
line that shit up properly This really how I'm living fuck nigga this ain't No hobby I ain't just lite Literati No I in team So I built me a Scottie Few
(Ay yuh) Flow cold, hot toddy Flavor drippin' off my body (Ay yuh) Pen will leave you disembodied, flexing on 'em literati (Ay yuh) Calling chop like
highly intellect just call me literati You jumpin' ignorant your head a red dotty I'm kickin' major flava Judo and Karate I'm cool AF but at the same time
Holistic mystics re-embodied I'm the modern literati Li Po flow in my body: haiku, soju, sake Never waning always waxing it's that Asian Anglo-Saxon
peche yo depase w Pou yo trepase w (non non non non) Yeah ! Check ! Nou tande M’ pa vinn fè literati nou mèt just banm 2 bar De Jezi m vinn pale, m’ pa
At literati parties in Manhattan’s Lower East You don’t hear those quips and quibbles now You hardly hear a peep Hush hush hush hush Quiet is the new thing
is neo-literati With an army here behind me kid don't even try me Adam bomb on anybody, word to Ben and Bobby Let the smoke blow, get the brew
m'pa mande poum bay li Ou pa ka kon'n fè lekti epi w'ap chache moun pou'w bay li M'fè rap literati pou'm apran'n nou sa yo rete Tirade Rap game nan
shell sleaze Literati breeds Thigh hi dogma Gothed out malibu muther-fucker
I'm Pavarotti with a shotty Move the Charlie while I'm still Part of the Literati The bricks is like Basmati We chop 'em like they karate My shorty
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