Wit a Dance

Yea
Wichita
Ottawa
Omaha
Nigga
Ima Edgewood
Glenwood
Eastside
Guns don't tell Jokes
Goofy ass nigga
This the home of the braves
This the chophouse nigga
Aye
They lookin nervous
Than a sweat lodge
But Picture me Yosemite BoB
Jumping out black
Apache helicopters
Like Geronimo
Never been a Squanto
You faker than a Tonto
Aye
My Soul I'm older than them
Pyramids
Next to me You be appearing mid
Flow so hot Yucatán wit it
They calling me the goat
It's unanimous
Next lifetime
Now I'm back again
Why cuz I Couldn't be eliminated
21st century
Now we all assimilated
Dick up in the simulation
Tryna get it stimulated
I ain't tryna brush up withcha
I ain't looking for another plug nigga
For fourth ward niggax
And my discord niggaz
If I'm on tour nigga
It's a encore nigga
That's why we fucked up
This country fucked up
They killed your ancestors
And murdered all your brothers
Yea
Okay Okay
We can talk
She'll talk
She can talk
If you can't speak
Let the liquor talk
She talk to me
Got my shit on rock
Yea
Okay Okay
Ima fuck you while I spin the Benz
You can can be my bitch tittie friend
She be telling me to spend them Bens
I remember when
I'd experiment on so many drugs
There was something special bout that place
And I tapped into something much
Something more than I could explain
That's why we fucked up nigga
This place too fucked up nigga
Hell yea my wife too crazy
Baby mama nem fucked up wit her
I Ain't tryna play bruh bruh witcha
Ya own hood gon run up nigga
Broad day get done up nigga
That's why we fucked up
Aye
My Soul I'm older than them
Pyramids
Next to me You be appearing mid
Flow so hot Yucatán wit it
They calling me the goat
It's unanimous
You are now the witness
It's America scheduled for demolition
Every empire falls word to the British
It's time to resign that's Mitch Dementia
A recession, a plague
Rebellions and rage
Inflation and murder
The future looks vague
This country was built off of greed
The land of the free's
Now the land of the slaves
A recession, a plague
Rebellions and rage
Inflation and murder
The future looks vague
This country was built off of greed
The land of the free's
Now the land of the slaves

Chickasaw
Chickasaw
Nigga

Chophouse
Chophouse
Chophouse
Nigga

Chickasaw
Chickasaw
Nigga

Chophouse
Chophouse
Chophouse
Nigga

Cherokee
Cherokee
Nigga

Chophouse
Chophouse
Chophouse
Nigga

Arapaho
Arapaho
Nigga

Chophouse
Chophouse
Chophouse
Nigga



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Writer(s): Bobby Ray Simmons, Tiffany Burgess
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