Stole
A pyramid so big it can't fail
A rigged casino tryna save the whales
Mind the shale, drill, baby, drill, whether to China or hell
Murder rate fallin' and everybody on pills
Beef fizzlin' out, rappers not tryna get killed
C'est la vie, said the old folks
Just goes to show you never can tell, you never can tell
Let's keep it real, when I told 'em what happened
Niggas shrugged, like oh well, niggas shrugged, like oh well
Whole country out on bail, whole country out on bail
Larry Csonka with them two bars
Each war seemed like the war before
It's a shell game, you followin' cards?
Dawg, it's not about a bodyguard
Your A&R never shot his way outta parking garage
Now it's not no A&R, it's not really nothin' at all
Desperation dancin' with the stars
See the writing on the wall, nigga it's writ large
They emptied out the vault, nobody thought you ain't get yours
(That's on you man) you ain't get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
You better get yours
Build the black futures who gon' show up when you need 'em
Sooner than later, everything is four seasonal
On the other side of time, I grew with my eldest features
Bedroom eyes, a green book reader
Red-moon sky, leaf-wrap reaper, Makiba Hao
Who say God is a DJ, even they went outta style?
Rappers runnin' on replay for quite a while
Ten toes down, they feet bound
Hell's hounds don't get me pounds no more
Bring snakes to crown your ball
Falcons war, my torch lit
Pop the cork, a force of reckonin'
Recollect to where my effort went deviously decadent
Omniscient, so benevolent, quit your meddlin'
Mortar pestle grinding down base element
Formula configuring so delicate
Whether this, flowin' off the skids, sling hammer
Moped you out and get back to Wakanda
Drowsy river rambler
Ayahuasca-title, tie my hand, shuffling tarot
Battle like, dreaming of Blanca Langosta
When wasn't it for the culture?
Vulture been out babblin' bullshit, lash for the bullwhip
This a fool's gip, don't you move, bitch
A rigged casino tryna save the whales
Mind the shale, drill, baby, drill, whether to China or hell
Murder rate fallin' and everybody on pills
Beef fizzlin' out, rappers not tryna get killed
C'est la vie, said the old folks
Just goes to show you never can tell, you never can tell
Let's keep it real, when I told 'em what happened
Niggas shrugged, like oh well, niggas shrugged, like oh well
Whole country out on bail, whole country out on bail
Larry Csonka with them two bars
Each war seemed like the war before
It's a shell game, you followin' cards?
Dawg, it's not about a bodyguard
Your A&R never shot his way outta parking garage
Now it's not no A&R, it's not really nothin' at all
Desperation dancin' with the stars
See the writing on the wall, nigga it's writ large
They emptied out the vault, nobody thought you ain't get yours
(That's on you man) you ain't get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
You better get yours
Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
You better get yours
Build the black futures who gon' show up when you need 'em
Sooner than later, everything is four seasonal
On the other side of time, I grew with my eldest features
Bedroom eyes, a green book reader
Red-moon sky, leaf-wrap reaper, Makiba Hao
Who say God is a DJ, even they went outta style?
Rappers runnin' on replay for quite a while
Ten toes down, they feet bound
Hell's hounds don't get me pounds no more
Bring snakes to crown your ball
Falcons war, my torch lit
Pop the cork, a force of reckonin'
Recollect to where my effort went deviously decadent
Omniscient, so benevolent, quit your meddlin'
Mortar pestle grinding down base element
Formula configuring so delicate
Whether this, flowin' off the skids, sling hammer
Moped you out and get back to Wakanda
Drowsy river rambler
Ayahuasca-title, tie my hand, shuffling tarot
Battle like, dreaming of Blanca Langosta
When wasn't it for the culture?
Vulture been out babblin' bullshit, lash for the bullwhip
This a fool's gip, don't you move, bitch
Credits
Writer(s): C. Hall For Elucid, F. Porter For The Happiest Africans (sesac), Messiah Musik
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