| Good morning
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| Good morning
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| Good morning
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| Yeah (Grime Music, bitches)
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| Hey, good morning (Woo)
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| Hey, oh, good morning (Woo)
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| Yeah, ayy (Good morning)
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| Yo, I’m from the home of the ghosts-es, water plugs and wokeness
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| Water bugs and roaches, drugs and overdoses
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| How you approach this? |
| Philly is where the dope is
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| My uncles Reds and Willy is still the goldsmiths
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| Whole shit steady, we close-knit and deadly
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| As a heart attack, trust me, the pitbulls is petty
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| Already infamous, limitless, Getty Images (Woo)
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| Vile temperament, you start shit, we endin' it (Woo)
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| It’s mad last wishes, gas mask kisses (Oh)
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| The thin line between savants and savages (Oh)
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| Your life could depend on the laws of averages
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| The difference between Black and white is mad privilege (Fuck that shit)
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| For Lucifer, son of the morning
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| Who swore we’d ignored every one of them warnings
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| But try to run for cover under one of them awnings
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| 'Cause here the storm come
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| Tell the Lord time for His encore performance
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| Good morning (Woo)
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| Hey, oh, good morning
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| Yeah, ayy (Good morning)
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| (Good morning)
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| Fuck that shit (Hey, hey)
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| On the wakeup
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| Dreaming every day of tryna get my cake up
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| Yeah
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| I got four million in homes three hours apart
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| Drug dealer tastes, I think I glow in the dark
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| I only do features to keep hittin' my mark
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| And show you motherfuckers you ain’t good as you thought (I am), let’s go
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| Panamera shopping in the pandemic
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| The work got grill lines when the pan’s searing
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| Give you the whole clip to let your mans hear it (Oh)
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| The pallbearer next to them so they can all fear it (Oh)
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| Ulterior motives with the modus
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| Bulletproof package like I’m POTUS
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| I’m just cashing in on what they owe us
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| They say the coming winter is the coldest
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| Celine fur hangin' off the shoulder (Woo)
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| What’s worse, the gift or the curse? |
| (Hey)
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| The only way to celebrate a death is with a birth
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| That Maybach seat can be converted to a hearse
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| I mean every word while you think it’s just a verse (Oh)
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| I’m gone
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| Hey, good morning (Woo)
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| Hey, oh, good morning (Woo)
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| Yeah, ayy (Good morning)
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| (Hold on)
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| Just as soon as the sun rise, the night dies
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| You was building pyramids and African empires
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| Where pale-skin savages with straight hair and light eyes
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| Was still eatin' raw meat and barely could light fires
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| Before we ever sold cocaine, we civilized Spain
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| You are not the first Black man in the Mediterrane'
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| Shit, you lying to impress, you is just insane
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| I look at you with the disdain of an old shit stain
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| How you product of a God and you worship a man?
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| I was God in the flesh before I drove a Mulsanne
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| Five keys of gold sittin' on my neck in the flame
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| Surrounded by Black women, West African king
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| And I’m gonna go to Ghana to reclaim my name
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| While these chump rappers rap about the shit they cop
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| Man, I cop my block, and this shit don’t stop
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| I’m the official unofficial mayor of my city
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| Learned my lesson from the crack trap, the school of high thoughts
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| Push the D like Pusha T and kept my mind Black Thought
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| Michael Render is the ender, what the fuck you thought?
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| Michael Render, he the ender, what the fuck you thought?
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| God |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Good Morning , by - Black Thought. Song from the album Streams of Thought, Vol. 3: Cane & Able, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп