Lyrics:
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself
I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i
sauced it
With lsd
Now on uv
Whole 'nother album
Give me 3 days
What is the outcome
I get the pay
Song by the hour
I got the power
Money will shower
Dick
to the top
Of this mountain climbing steadily but then I stop
Overwhelmed by feeling of what happens if I drop
12 song album no one likes it and it flops
No
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
mainstream like a hungry hip-hop-potamus, yeah
You ain't a great white guy, you just a great white lie
With great ties to what seems to be a great white guy
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
ways
South, South East, West, south west, east
North, North east, North west
And the black and white images fade
To great sound waves
Track my
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
(Verse 1)
I was motivated by Scherff, now I'm killin every verse
Remember when they hated, now my album on they shirt
I got different flows, this
cyclopean monuments
Feh! If only they knew the true extent of this great cosmic puzzle!
They are as fools who view a tapestry in a darkened room by
don't get anything out of you right
Just stand firm that
I'm great
I'm great
I'm great
Okay just keep telling yourself you're great
Uh
Since Canary was
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
rapper at all times
Black Album, Fade to Black greatest of all rhymes
Black panther black standard, that the sage goes by
Black power, black leadership
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
Used to think I'd never make it
I was always so quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah,
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Crazy silly monsters
They think everything is great
Black and white not colour
Eight by ten, no bigger
Not tonight it ain't
You can try and put
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
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