Rain Man (Cosmic Remix)
Khem Boi & Dr. Hollyhock
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It's the rain man remix Thank you god Never sell your soul Just pray Work hard I chase the money like it's my first high Erase the paper as a f*ck you to the iris in the sky I've been second my whole time so why would I lie Old schoolies think I'm in the air like Wi-Fi Foldable toolies and built in silencers make me Sci-Fi A lot of danger brought wide third eye A wise guy turned wise guy rapping Lo-Fi for hi-fives Cocaine skydive doesn't matter I'm alive Trying to survive for a third drive Maybe too many drugs for this one guy I'm not okay but I'm alright Out here getting one alt-right Antifa too shit and its all three incels' fault right Add it all together for a left I've been fresh to death since I was five Just read back the numbers in my lines Got a plug I gotta date a lot of love a lot of hate Not the one to levitate I need two to set me straight Like a three way heavyweight I fucked before she came but Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers To touch my heaven walking giant with a nine Even if you're born again you'll never be top ten Not even ninety nine broke with coke in eighty eight Head ass motherfuckers even with seventy seven You unlucky cocksuckers something missing like Sixty six all red fifty five apocalypse like its forty four Hungry world its thirty three but no power roaring like a twenty two I'm time traveling mac eleven trying to reach these kids no reverend Shout out to my Crooklyn brethren never moving straight but Miss us with that gay shit we out here cracking eggs like how to basic Whole life been dodging agents it's the matrix all that federali talk Its all fake shit You oxymorons like my last line Couldn't even cook for your own relapse Perhaps you should've listened to Chris Be on some money shit study shit instead of some bummy shit What the f*ck you want from me shit Yo check the Fibonacci sequences in my syllables Can't believe it's been a year Time just goes by like that I don't need a three five seven to get even Odd how two or four you are still breathing I know private detectives are still trying to follow me Seventeen shots will leave em wobbly Check the discography You know I ain't talking liquor or photography Leave em cracked out like bad cryptography Why would you bother me I play with pure skill while you rely on dumb luck This irrational number don't give a f*ck let the glock buck And turn them to another statistic Lets call it street addition I've been turning crews into fractions Just for turf and a position Really what's missing Just subtraction maybe multiplication I'll give your whole faction a new division I know I've been cooking every summer but Still on a come up I'm a staple in the lab Like Avogadro's number
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Written by: Christopher Wallace, Tyler Kovalevich
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