[intro]
eh, can i take him to church?
i’ll take him to the choir
there ya’ go, now sing your song
[verse 1]
no crescendo, it’s the commencement
i’ma’ stand up n-gga, f-ck where the bench went
from where the trench went
don’t surprised if i tell you that [?] lynch men
i suppose i may glare my attention
promise to hold the brook down, like a linchpin
you gotta’ feel me, i’m an [?] simple as that
i exhale and i invent
on to a whole ‘nother mare
it’s only halfway f-ck you
but give your mother the other half
i’m fly, sneakers feelin’ like a hovercraft
steerin’ in the mirror, feelin’ like a found love at last
you the [?] at the sand in the hourgl-ss
but it’s my time now, so this is our gl-ss
and you school a heart, knock [?] flower cl-ss
my rain, and you just hopin’ that the shower p-ss
but the future will come to p-ss
the new god mc, and you should come to m-ss
i ain’t come for grabs, i come for cash
i come to start in the drama i [?]
last time i auditioned, they said “nah, he’s just not efficient”
i’m goin’ back in the car with [?] issue
qued that from the [?]
you oversaw, b-tch made your lover crawl
[?] couldn’t hold a candle in me
and bigfoot couldn’t hold a sandal in me
home of the brave, land of the free
not sure if my n-ggas in the camp would agree
but i got as much used to friends
as i really got use for pens
and i don’t write sh-t
and i don’t care if you like this
looking fly, so one of your extra bags is a flight [?]
i just claim to be right, not righteous
god givin’, so what the h-ll, i might just
need a break, vacation
sick with it, aids patient
it’s lonely at the top, see the stage bakin’
it’s just me, who else would it be