Roman Candles
Roc Marciano, Black Thought, The Alchemist
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Uh Hawaiian shorts shit, four-fifths, pour stick Cut the dog's shit, f*ck a whore, never courtship Knocked a couple whores down, raw, never caught shit Got a gorgeous dick, I was fortunate, you fraudulent I got the formula, cop the 550 with the spoiler Bitch, I'm kinda spoiled like a four-year-old Uh, live in the flesh, a real macaroni My ring of Rollies like "Ring Around the Rosie" Kill a Haza, I'm realer than a river monster To rock for my niggas is an honor Recordin' life, not lyrics I was visited by spirits, your shit isn't authentic Genuine article, like 9/11 with the fog lights With the arm all I write is hard white, well, all right The guns in the palm tight Beef is on sight, niggas didn't have the foresight In Dior slippers, can't get caught slippin' 'Cause when it's on and clickin', it be like, "Shoulda wore the Pippen's" Rock the bucket like I'm fishin', who dissin' might come up missin' Got a hundred bitches, grew up underprivileged Old drama's never water under bridges I still love the corners from a distance Keep a pistol where my dick is, this shit is Bisquick I don't fit in, I'm still a misfit Uh, higher cause shit, Thought shit Triple black Maserati Sport skrrtin' out the clear port, shit Auction at Sotheby's, I bought a rare portrait The City of Brotherly's an iron clad fortress I'm at the orchestra, focused like Randolph and Mortimer Talk in broken language like a foreigner The one and only that's more holy than matrimony I charge you and your homie with actin' phony A real impostor, I'm deeper than the realest roster Allah's my bodyguard, no Kevin Costner Uh, come get your life augmented, your image is schizophrenic My memory, photogenic Return of the prodigal-like, a periodical, methodical type Game changer, call an audible like, well, all right Y'all niggas rap and all hype Your temperament is the equivalent of soft light Get caught trippin' and visit the mortician Right with the shortlist of niggas who support snitchin' I'm like ghetto Gastro up in the kitchen Embarkin' on this official, astrophysical mission I broke the internet like an intermission Raisin' the bar is like raisin' the partition The messiah that stretch higher to catch fire The empire of the motherfuckin' esquire (I know that you feel that you're on you're own, yeah) (All your lucky stars) (Listen to me, listen to me, yeah) (Listen to me, yeah, come on and) (Listen, sugar darling) (Listen to me, sugar dumpling) (Listen to me, you better)
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Written by: Daniel Alan Maman, Rahkeim Calief Meyer, Tariq Luqmaan Trotter
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