| Yeah, you know I’m full time trippin'
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| The crib look like Zaha Hadid did it, nah, he different
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| Hov here to deliver you like Moses, so it’s
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| Indisputable fact, we the chosen
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| Throwin' Roc Nation brunches, that’s a feast for
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| Non-believers, I created my own Easter
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| Evidence for your reverence
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| Why would I not have a watch like a Saudi prince?
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| It unfoils
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| The slave that shook hands and humbled the duke of oil
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| The spook that spoke sterling silver and pearls twirled, tumbled out my nappy
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| coils
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| Visions of sugar plums for all the boys and girls
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| Why would I sell out? |
| I’m already rich, don’t make no sense
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| Got more money than Goodell, a whole NFL bench
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| Did it one-handed like Odell handcuffed to a jail
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| I would’ve stayed on the sidelines if they could’ve tackled the shit themselves
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| You backstabbers gon' turn me back to the old Jay
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| He’s not who you wanna see, he’s not as sweet as the old Ye
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| When I die, please don’t tweet about my death (Death)
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| Tryna get mentions, bringin' attention to yourself (To ya)
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| Please don’t post some pic from in the club (Club)
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| With some quote you stole like we was tighter than what we was (Uh)
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| Tryna get likes from my love
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| If you can’t go by the crib and give my mama a hug
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| To my uptown posse (Yeah), to my uptown posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Ya heard?)
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| To my BK posse (Yeah), to my BK posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Ya heard?)
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| To my 3rd Ward posse (Yeah), to my 3rd Ward posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Uh)
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| Tell that Magnolia posse (Yeah), tell that Magnolia posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Ya heard?)
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| I send duaa’s up from the belly of the Dunya (Subhanallah)
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| Duaa’s up for my umi in the ummah (Subhanallah)
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| Duaa’s up for the honorable Louis Farrakhan
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| Who pulled me out the grave and pointed me towards the Sunnah (Mash'Allah)
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| Remember Rappin Duke? |
| Duh-ha, duh-ha
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| You never thought we’d make it to Lā 'ilāha 'illā Allah
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| It’s the day of the judgment, fulfillment of the covenant
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| These universal truths remain self-evident
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| R-O-C stand strong like Sphinx do (Uh)
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| Now who wan' come test the champion sound?
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| Limb by limb, we all gon' cut 'em down
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| Send for the hacksaw, take out the tongue
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| Tell that Parkway posse, tell that Parkway posse
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| Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat
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| From the Mag to that Melph to the Caliope
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| Where they at? |
| Where they at? |
| Where they at?
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| To my uptown posse (Yeah), to my uptown posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Ya heard?)
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| To my BK posse (Yeah), to my BK posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah)
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| To my 3rd Ward posse (Yeah), to my 3rd Ward posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Uh)
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| Tell that Magnolia posse (Yeah), tell that Magnolia posse (Yeah, yeah)
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| Get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Yeah), get the gat (Ya heard?)
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| I wanna go back to the—
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| I wanna go back to the old way
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| But I’m drunk instead with a full— Old way
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| But I’m drunk instead with a full ashtray, you’re too late
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| Ashtray, you’re too late
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| Too late, late
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| Too late, late
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| I wanna go back to the—
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| I wanna go back to the old way
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| But I’m drunk instead with a full— Old way
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| But I’m drunk instead with a full ashtray, you’re too late
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| Ashtray, you’re too late
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| Too late, late |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flux Capacitor, artist - Jay Electronica. Album song A Written Testimony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп