Lyrics:
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
gently by the arm,
Then it said to him with its sacred charm:
"Rise and walk with me, you won't be harmed"
It quietly led him towards the great window,
Well, like to explain to you all before,
I ain't no drinkin' man
I tried it once and it got me highly irregular
And I swore I'd never do it again
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
place
It's crazy two forces, at war
Two lovers, setting up the, trap door
When, I looked up; I see you toss my heart
Like a Yeezy shoe
Waste man, with
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
drama ride
Guns out the window slide
Golden Arm is as good as his reputation says
With his bare hands he stood all of us off
And if he had weapons
in my arms--I never fucked with the smack
Or the crack; only vice was the trees and the 'gnac
Until my man Jimmy got me onto Jack; throw it back
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, you dynamic wingspan
The Power from
because the truth can't be shut down
Man stop playing!
You thought I was Jimmy the way I get in the booth and cook up that heat, Butler
I'm from the country
by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up
Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt)
Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I
time with G.O.D
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess
You know who's the bomb dot com?
That guy from um
Clint Eastwood from uh
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
That guy's tough man
Yeah, diverse with
Girls
Just some hot girls who like to snort white girl
I'm in a all black coupe like Dark Knight, girl
These here Jimmy Choos, not Off-Whites, girl
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
the inferno, maestro, pull it
Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet
Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger
See me on the streets address me stone
He say get it back in blood I turn my forces to sum louboutins
Arm reach long drop a bag get em hit by a hooligan
Do you know how it feels to lose
the morrow, when he spoke.
Then first since Enoch's golden ring had girt
Her finger, Annie fought against his will:
Yet not with brawling opposition she,
But
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
time with G.O.D
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess
home with me
Trees By Game they getting blown with me
FaceTime with Karrueche, they on the phone with me
Tell K good night, I'm hype, I might ignite
them haunted
Down by the cathedral on broken bottles they'll kneel
When all societies burdens need someplace to herd into
Ooh ooh, Ooh ooh oh
Jimmy
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
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