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I'm A hip hop hypocrite
I'm A hip hop hypocrite
Look labels wanna label me (Word?)
Fuck a genre I ain't sitting at your table seat
And no it wasn't nice

loud
But I promised to stick around
Girl, I gave you my heart
And you just smashed it to the ground
Now the tables are turning
And I'm moving

the words gon' bring a lot to the table
To the grave these words will be the label, engraved
I'm not the same
The only thing I'm praying when the day comes

you got me, you got me delirious
I can't tell da truth from fable
Ain't shit neva stable
Tell me what's da word without a label
Put that on the table

there, ready to eat but don't got no silverware
So I left the table now some other man is sitting there
But I couldn't blame you, now I guess that love is

on the table looking like adidas
I'm an extension I am not the plug
Gimme toppy I got ego like jimmy
I put the snow up my nose I look silly
Lately I have been

de ses fesses
Tu nous mets toutes à la même table
Je vois l'elfe des flammes
Une autre l'accompagne
C'est la fée des montagnes
Je leur ai offert mon

Holding on I'm holding on
Table dirty from the weed that they roll it on
Aye what's going on? What's going on
Clothes dirty on the floor but I throw

Turn the tables
Justification's torn in translation...
Around we go

Whatever it takes to change
I wanna know, what you know
What you know...

Wear

sit me at the small table
They give me small labels while these niggas tailing, all fables
Knowing they ain't got shit on me, they hotel cable
I feel

And that's just how I feel

I kilt the demons hiding inside my mental
And took the corpses out
And glued them down with paper and pencil
I'm at the table

the heat
Not words you repeat
Never learnt to retreat
Never heard of defeat
Want to be at the table better start earning your seat
Ben Nevis ain't a high

the vibe platonic
Ain't know your feelings, so I ain't making no problems
Still I loved her presence
Glances over kitchen tables, admired her essence
Soft

cause that's our goal
So we got to make it happen stick together like it's stapled
If you come into our house we put opponents through the table
I said

Oh how the tables turned
I'm smiling while you lurk
I bet you realize
No, I don't mind
No sweetie I, no sweetie I
Promise I didn't mind
Got hurt by you

you love it more
When them other niggas tell you
Yeah
I play my part
Yeah
I play my part
Trying to put food on the table
I take you out
Trying to spoil

I been spitting writtens The rhythm Resides in them rhymes
Couple million on the table one day just to set aside
Got my family in an airplane
Got my

a twenty-five year bid
Kitchen table counting up this money,  gotta hide this in the attic
And I know karma real hope that hoe don't got the addy
Pray to GOD that

Trying to get a fucking mansion in the hills without no neighbors
All this coke on tables
It be stacked up like some glaciers 
I don't really want the pussy told that bitch
I want to face her 

at the table now we settle for crumbs

NO GOING BACK
NO THERE'S NO GOING BACK

As we head into the dark can we find the light
Do we quietly submit or do we do

Return your ass to the universe, prepaid label
You ain't smart tv and you ain't got no cable
I didn't like you at the start at the coffee table

on the table dont sneeze
Got to put my hoodie up in the bando
Bagging all night i dont know when imma go sleep
I heard they say they run the town i think their

accord
Flipping tables for the Lord 
Breaking evil going forward 
But it keeps on creeping
When I'm sleeping 
Pushing me into the deepend
Call it sinking
I

I bring to the table
Say you want a boyfriend can you sing like Mabel?
Question
Are you stable? Have you paid your cable?
Before you try label me