Lyrics:
just purchase (Buy this shit)
Fuck your feature (Fuck a feature)
I hand out curses (Hand out curses)
He tried to diss on the gram
Now his mom got
crazy, your manager's an asshole! get a new shirt?
I can't stand your guitar player!
Rolling stone, village voice, picky picky picky!
Said we can't
She’s a jewel and my manager’s a Jew
And you my friend are looking real confused
To the point you don’t know how to move
Come here young nigga
I’ll "Luke
Windex
One point of the index
Stomp your ass like an insect
So you better be cool
Shawty better be nude
When I walk in the room
She know she fuckin' with
to get my money back, I've got bills to pay
I've got my rent the next day
Sir I need to get my money back
Now you need to get me the manager
So that damn
the mic, stop my sequel
Purchase your ticket, I been here since Wilson Pickett
Shut off your rap dream, career's over, that's on high beam
You
your manager's an asshole! get a new shirt?
I can't stand your guitar player!
rolling stone, village voice, picky picky picky!
said we can't sing, can't
stolen. I mean it was just me. I was balling when I phoned my manager long distance?don't get me wrong?but I had t get over it quickly cause I was my own
thought it'd make a lot of sense
Assume I was an honest student, how I deal with politics
Fired all the managers, thought it'd make a lot of sense
Things
devoir clash contre le bro
C'est petit Boo contre le gros, t'es trop gentil negro
Explique nous cette coïncidence
T'as remporté un BET et ton manager taff
to Dilla
Everything's good
Rubbin' on yo chin sippin gin, Margiela brand chinchilla
Everything's good
My manager backpack packed with packs of cigarillos
the saying, give them an inch and they take a mile
But Jesus I really need this, I gotta make it out
Studio shit on eBay, I gotta purchase
I told my niggas,
and murder world
God is a purchase
Guiding your purchase
Guiding your purpose (guiding your purposes)
We can't fathom shit
They just want to talk about
close call calls for nigga's who buying they
Life unfamiliar with their worth until they shoes scream a price make
One cloth purchase your designer
the piano plays the dissonance
None of it mattered anyway when you slid back onto your index
Mingle around the water cooler pretend like you give a shit
About
Bustelo over the Folgers
The repercussions came but I never folded,
I kept it wholesome
Index finger by the pistol holster
Lock in the purchase wholesale
done
Is screwed it for your kids, made yourselves number 1
Compassion aint your forte, neither is respect
You type with index fingers, go rotate a PDF
"KRS why?"
When I come to your day job and
Hang you from your neck tie
Your whole shit's fake
Your manager hyped you
Y'all like two bitches, kiss like
on stage
That’s not free
call my manager
To send you the fee
You cannot afford my expertise
If you want me to slide
I’ve got the grease
Let’s go
Mid-level manager
Says he heard about
Some mulatto girl
Shot him in the mouth,
And left him a hotel Near the mid-south offices.
He worked in
c'est l'premier album
Le CD s'achète
L'index s'éloigne des gâchettes
2003 regarde en l'air, y a mon majeur
J'reste indé, on fait l'bif
Chaque année
will alle Hände heute sehen
Ich bin König im Schatten, Mann, und verschenke meinen Fame
Rapper wissen - ist sein Manager, okay
Doch ab jetzt rufst du
my credit, that's a purchase
No other way to tie some knots together
I'm trying to build a raft to make it through some stormy weather
So I ain't
it's been aloof
And can't be passive aggressive while looking fondly at loose lips
Seemingly until you lose the paper and the purchase
And your savior
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