Lyrics:
My eyes are slowly dilating pure white
Skin stretched as if about to tear
There's a wretched stench of rotting limbs
Erect I am from this smell
Will we commemorate the imitators?
You are now set trippin' with eliminators
Life givin' persimmons
So now your lemons persimmon flavored
Why you
are you into, huh?
Niggas better oooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie
If you do want to put your guns up
Tell your crew don't front
I'm
are you into, huh?
Niggas better oooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie
If you do want to put your guns up
Tell your crew don't front
I'm
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,
"The Meaning of Life" Part five
Live Organ Transplants
Don't (?) I'll get it
Yes? Hello, can we have your liver?
What? Your Liver?
There's
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
Hand rubbing, I'm a fly on this
Chicago drive by, it's getting serious
Where your crew? Like George I'm just curious
Vaness I'm high on this beat call me
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
about to sneak up on you and your crew
Ya know what I'm saying ayyo check 1-2
Ayyo masta killa I want you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you
you're lacking
Ah-yo check 1-2
I've got my mand that's about to sneak up on you and your crew
Ya know what I'm saying
Check 1-2
Aiyo Masta Killa I
like this
You are all so very lucky
And as we got time to ask you, I would ask
You to honor your own pain in this moment
And take yourself back to that
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
you tonight!?
Where are you tonight!?
And how does your sign say!?
Have we got a little treat in store for you tonight!
We're gonna take you
needed was a martyr
Alone, we cattle are lost
Together, with Bovine Jesus, we are found
I was once lost, two days ago
Away from the paddock, lost in IKEA
I
so..er...to use draw, i've got ..er...a couple of members of the goldie lookin' chain draw using society. er....with me is er....2000 ad, aka Mr. two hats, are
make their graves
Placed there by messengers
Angels and sirens
Very important people
VIP rooms smell of piss and potential
The ecstasy of chance flickers
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
He's also very dumb
Oh?
You never mentioned him
Is he... your lover?
No
We just share this great big apartment
On West End Avenue
I'd show it
happens there."
"Oh no, no, we no, we weren't there
We didn't live with you, in your Section 8 household
We didn't live with the narcotics and violence
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
streets, where dreams decay,
Blade Runner, hunts the night away
Verse 2
Among the skyscrapers, where dreams are sold,
The city breathes, with tales untold
(Certified Wise)
Somethin' I take very seriously (I sensualise, Certified Wise)
Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives
Like the porn section of gary
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