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Let U Live
by Pharoahe Monch
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Yo, it’s the Cons’, fool
My heart’s a Benetton ad and
My dick’s a black panther
Who might get kicked out if
They find out about Samantha
But when I read the answers
In these magazine pages
I feel like a ’bout to start ragin’
’Cause when they take shots like
My track’s aren't blazing
It’s more drainin’ than a vampire’s bite
So I might need a mirror or
My hand on the mic
To make ’em disappear as I
Walk toward the light
I’ve done something right
I keep comin’ with the crack
So they could swab around your mouth
You’re still no match
’Cause when I heard the raps
You recorded at the spot
It made your family look bad
Like Kourtney and Scott
Support me or not, I still got cake
And only props that you faggots
Should get is Prop 8
’Cause ever since I inked up like Wiz Khalifa
They whispered to their
Girlfriend that he’s a keeper
So to get a feature from the cameo killa’
Who comes from a family that
Brought the world Dilla
You need the kind of brown
Bags they give the dope dealers
Otherwise I’ll pass like I’m
Ben from the Steelers
I should just let you live, right? Negative
I swear it’s dough or die dough or die
My heart is We Are the World, my penis is PE
But my balls are Avatar
You could see them in 3d
Spit so cold they call me Mr freeze
They get shine without private
Jet trips to Belize my nigga, please believe
I know thieves from Queens that squeeze
For less than 3 gs but never P, I’m
A lyrical soldier
My brain actually produces gingko biloba
Pop lock, Tdot, Nova Scotia
I breakdance to France
My moves will French toast ya
Did graffiti in Japan
They made an animated poster
Now how many emcees truly uphold the culture
Like you know what I haven’t
Heard in a while?
All the ladies in the house say "Ow"
(Ow) For real fuck the fellas
They want free downloads, cds and acapellas
And all I ever hear is I can rap
Motherfucker
That I could really rhyme, make tracks
Motherfucker
You got a lot of balls, fall back
Motherfucker
You need to play sports or sell crack
Motherfucker
I should just let you live, right? Negative
I swear it’s dough or die dough or die
Yo, it’s the Cons’, fool
My heart’s a Benetton ad and
My dick’s a black panther
Who might get kicked out if
They find out about Samantha
But when I read the answers
In these magazine pages
I feel like a ’bout to start ragin’
’Cause when they take shots like
My track’s aren't blazing
It’s more drainin’ than a vampire’s bite
So I might need a mirror or
My hand on the mic
To make ’em disappear as I
Walk toward the light
I’ve done something right
I keep comin’ with the crack
So they could swab around your mouth
You’re still no match
’Cause when I heard the raps
You recorded at the spot
It made your family look bad
Like Kourtney and Scott
Support me or not, I still got cake
And only props that you faggots
Should get is Prop 8
’Cause ever since I inked up like Wiz Khalifa
They whispered to their
Girlfriend that he’s a keeper
So to get a feature from the cameo killa’
Who comes from a family that
Brought the world Dilla
You need the kind of brown
Bags they give the dope dealers
Otherwise I’ll pass like I’m
Ben from the Steelers
I should just let you live, right? Negative
I swear it’s dough or die dough or die
My heart is We Are the World, my penis is PE
But my balls are Avatar
You could see them in 3d
Spit so cold they call me Mr freeze
They get shine without private
Jet trips to Belize my nigga, please believe
I know thieves from Queens that squeeze
For less than 3 gs but never P, I’m
A lyrical soldier
My brain actually produces gingko biloba
Pop lock, Tdot, Nova Scotia
I breakdance to France
My moves will French toast ya
Did graffiti in Japan
They made an animated poster
Now how many emcees truly uphold the culture
Like you know what I haven’t
Heard in a while?
All the ladies in the house say "Ow"
(Ow) For real fuck the fellas
They want free downloads, cds and acapellas
And all I ever hear is I can rap
Motherfucker
That I could really rhyme, make tracks
Motherfucker
You got a lot of balls, fall back
Motherfucker
You need to play sports or sell crack
Motherfucker
I should just let you live, right? Negative
I swear it’s dough or die dough or die
