[Verse - Jay Electronica] Look at this [bitch] smilin' in a nigga face I hate her I can drill a hole at the Earth's equator Fill it with dynamite and make another Moon with craters See you later She ain't know, that innocent shit with Obi-Wan Behind a Jedi back can turn Anakin to Vader, [bitch] Your lack of faith in the Force is disturbin' And if it wasn't Jack Daniels and Parliament Lights it would have been murder My eyes is red like ketchup Tired of playin' catch up Layin' on the floor starin' at the dresser Got on my knees and prayed 'till they bleed Dear God, I'm a sick motherfucker I even fooled myself I'm a slick motherfucker I'm sick of the scandulous livin' I don't think I'm even equipped for a higher standard of livin' But if you give him one more chance and forgive him He'll push that negative gene into oblivion Here's what I'll do: Put you in this basket and float you down the Mississippi Twenty miles from the Bayou Here's grace, here's style Have faith cause I'mma try you My momma introduced me to the scripture The channel 4 news introduced me to that shit that produced Hitler I was a young lad: Three Stooges, Superman, Batman, The Riddler Moonwalk, Windmill, Freeze for the picture My grandma taught me courage She told me never let the grizzly bears eat your porridge Or you'll just be a carcass dying slowly in the forest I could never thank her for it But I can slay a devil when I see one Steady practice mastery of self so not to be one Life is like a re-run, season after season Bombs on the train, bombs from the plane Of disgruntled citizens bein' tried for treason WhateverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
