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Love Noire

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It's a good shit right now, keep it brief though
That's a good shit, f*ck

Guess I'ma sit down and talk about it
Shit, I hate to talk about it
But to be about it, shit you gotta walk about it
Never doubt the process, never leave behind it
See I've been working on my craft
This shit take time
Every little rhyme, every little sign
I done wrote it down, I done made a shrine
I'ma make it last forever till I fucking die
Never duck or dodge, I keep it at the lodge
I might be out of sight
But you know what I said
I keep her on the side, she keep her own demise
A keeper satisfied, a beggar mortified
The lies a bitch will tell
Will keep her inner fortified
Bout 60 stories high
That's how many she gon' tell
The truth you can't tell, now you in my hell
Done heard it all before, been counted out before
Remote was up for war, change at the corner store
Can't hear it anymore, the noise is deafening
Excepting I ain't ever gon' be everything
For seconds I'll be good for score
Like I got, good rapport

I must've been switched up with a slick rut
Who ain't got shit luck
With it zipped up in a new truck
With a watch that's ticked up
Up the wrist up, let it drop down
So you can see the glist up

Guns down, rain bussin'
When I put the fist up
Black power
All the lames, lack power
Shit a joke, satire
I've been recordin' for hours and hours
Swear the Diesel I'm inhalin'
Just got Sour and Sour
Got them snowbunny sweet bitches
Fightin' over powder
She said, Lord Noire you're my king
Thought about it, I don't doubt her
Rada-rada, got the purple belt
Ronda Rousey, man
I'm feelin' like I'm Chowder
Speed racin' through the cypher
I done popped an all-nighter
And I only got one lighter, yeah
Light it up bitch
I just macked your shorty
Cause I'm slidin' with the Trukfit
Watch bust down, I'm not a culprit
I double down on everything
No wonder I got quintuplets
All up on her face, spray it like some mace
She gon' rip the suit and tie
I kept it brief, I got a case
I can't be seen with you
Gotta get you situ then I dash
Shorty got a lotta ass, so I'ma smack before I pass

Back on attack, I been in here watchin' my back
The ghosts come from the past
Dreams is where they be at
Meditate before you react or you gon relapse
Going back to the benevolent
Sick of enduring a sicker endeavor
Now your heart cold, no matter the weather
Hard as chrome, smooth as leather

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