[Intro: Jay Electronica] Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen
[Verse One: Jay Electronica] I banged a lot of shakers And no I don't spit scratch rap Just know that my hands exchanged a lot of paper I lived a lifetime for most of y'all by twenty-one Same spades game, different player man, plenty come, plenty go Twenty-four with gleamers on the Benz Might thicken up your friends, thicken up your hands Make you feel like Charles Dickens dippin' with your pen But you can see like Stevie do by lookin' at your kin Family tell a story: neglect the ones you love the most Famine for the glory, lookin' like Robert Horry Tryin' to hit that clutch with three seconds on the clock Viewin' things rather poorly Those that went before me Tried to school me well but the wisdom only bored me I never lost yet but if I did it would be sorely Therefore, I implore thee: Never come before the champion of men The beginning and the end
[Verse Two: Hager] We're the enemy of friend Above the Rim like Leon My blood color neon, my soul aged eons My first name will be on the Nobel list For now I settle for a Grammy on a track like this I used to rap with the Kool G. lisp Citizenship is British, red snapper, cook the fish After grub, we hit the club and walk away with medallions Came a long way but fuck it homey we back again Whatever when I made it through he worst I can die as drops in the hurricane, the rain never touches 'em You got guts runnin' through your veins Get freedom, the spook that sat by the door You ain't even seen him cleanin' guns in the back Serial numbers, they key 'em They want half, I only need ten for my per diem And you don't need no fuckin' wrist band to come to meet them You can say you part of my band: The Grand Union, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
