Lyrics:
Hollywood was a-callin'
You packed your things and came a-runnin'
There's a place for you up there on the silver screen
Is that your agent
you if you came after the hype, oh my
I took what I was given, then I got it. No lie
You weren't there, when I was in despair. Okay I
Swerve Japanese
of just grinding out
Run the game up and down, yeah, I fuckin' said it
I got it out the mud and from the ground so give me credit
Smoking plenty herb in my
spray paint got too close
Somebody came on too heavy
Now look at me made ugly
By the drooling letters
I was better off alone
Ain't that the way it is
it's a specialty
So damn fly, with the gosh darn flow
That it actually came with amenities
Don't chase bread let the bread chase you
Unless it's
bent too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me *scratch**scratch**scratch* , Yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas
where the enemies lurk
In the woods try to burn down mamma's church
No love, they came to spread hate
The angels floried inside the pearl gates
and Thoth
You could say I was a man with a lot to lose
But I got in fight and in the end
Had to chill for a while in Midian
And that's where I learned about
I've walked for miles in his shoes, sung his same blues
Every year I get more clues where he came from
Whatever I do I see he's been there too
Not
already ate
And your friend says "Man, there's plenty of food"
So he piles some more on your plate
While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts
that don't speak their language no more
Ancestors kidnapped off shores
Empires built by work that's forced
For hundreds of years there's an African
paint been sending them more pain
We drive by and let the fire fly through your frame
You getting gift wrapped so let them know that the North came
You
was
It would be years, before it unfolded
It would be years, before there was a memory
Piece by piece, it came into place
Piece by piece, is where it
Tragic how these people come to my home just to start shit
I knew the high that came from the election was gone end quick
But damn we couldn't make it
midnight oil
is well and truly burned.
ANDRE
Where precisely is she now?
GIRY
I thought it best that she went home . . .
MEG
She needed rest.
RAOUL
May I
The telegraph wire said there's trouble up the line
Put a hat on that pretty little head and get to where it's dry (You better get to where it's dry)
Wait, stop
Who could have done it?
Who could have done it
And I wonder where's the cook and her knife
Madam, said Adam, with his wife by his side,
It was
the fork
Doesn't split the road
By the river
I left the house
In a red that you've never in
Called on a God
I had to pretend
I was more than what I have
Orchestrate the blitz
When we was kids, I thought that corner'll make me rich
It's forfeit 'til I'm torched 'cause that mean more to me than this bitch
Give
navigating slow
Plenty road till I arrive
You don't travel where I go
Boy that means you got no drive
I was down but then I rose
Feels so great to be alive
I
[Ya'll know Aztro in the cut]
I like woods to the neck
She wanna fuck me, it makes sense
I could never trust a bitch, by that, I mean nothin' less
If
create a play
Never worry bout a hoe I'm on the road chasing paper
Yeah I came from the bottom of Kentucky where the women thick as shit
Might fuck around
was a beautiful child,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin sought to it that Kevin was trained by the best in all
Aspects of performing, his voice was golden
And had
give a shit
'Cause back at school there was Antoinette (Oh yeah!)
She was the hottest kindergarten girl you ever met
She was three-foot-four and that
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