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Date of issue: 05.08.2021
Song language: English
One |
Wartown |
Dakota on the beat |
Welcome to bizarrodom, F for frizzackin' |
Mr. Brownstone mighta, coulda been the death of me |
Testosterone higher than the development of my frontal lobe |
Plus IQ equals eighteen years old |
Indestructible to a young buck full of all he thinks he know |
Man, you ain’t no Banksy, you a Bansky |
You acting all Louis Vuitton, but you Vouis Luitton |
Broke as a bankrupt bastard |
Play pretend 'til the credit card catch up |
What you gonna say when the receipts don’t match up? |
You gonna chill, give it up, or cook another batch up? |
Don’t see no better, don’t know no better |
Was yelled at me dead in my face like, «Get that cheddar» |
Yeah, this the real footage |
Not with a woulda-coulda-shoulda been-probably, but |
Yeah, I mighta done better possibly |
With a killer instinct, but I’m not a counterfeiter |
Thinkin' for yourself offends many agendas |
Money and war both based on opinion |
Say it ain’t so when you lie, but who’s fault? |
You don’t know either, huh? |
Welcome to the war |
Turn the other cheek, thou shalt not kill |
Really don’t rhyme with divide and conquer |
But I use it 'cause the truth is the world been bonkers |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
What you want me to say? |
What if I cared what you said? |
My maker knows the number of every hair on my head |
I’m alive in the moment, opponents don’t want it |
And I don’t need it either, so that’s a bonus |
Since the fall of man we copied what people showed us |
And grow disheartened when it occurs over and over |
Then I beg your pardon, that’s a hard pill to choke down |
Never been a king with a broke crown (So what?) |
So what the Liberty Bell cracked? |
The temple curtain ripped, how do you spell that with proper penmanship? |
I won’t pretend I get paid absorbedly for the type of raw I spit |
Might be against the law in the not-so-distant future |
Truth is hard to find with a mind full of minutiae |
What kind of mess we gonna leave behind? |
Yeah, you, sir |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
I’m not bold and brazen as the days of my youth |
Lookin' back with regret, many apologies due |
Probably too many to-dos, so zip-a-dee-doo-dah |
Zip-a-dee-ayy, I tipped the waitress and jetted to the mo' where |
Way back in the day I fell for that |
Back-breaking betting green, swimmin' pool dream |
Of an imbecilic kid lookin' like he finna steal it |
That’s exactly what he did just to give it away |
To smoke a Ghost Toof with the dude that he paid |
I don’t know, maybe they homies that way, who am I to judge |
Or pass it on to anyone, I might get a stone to the dome at any time |
Trying to keep it PC, oh, you into petty crime |
Why they try to make empathy look so pathetic in these modern times? |
It’s enough to flip your wig and turn your toupée upside-down |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
Geometry and symmetry of cemetery property |
And runway life, this is a one-way flight |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |
If I ain’t crazy yet, this the one they might |