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He was a lost boy with rhythm
Heart broke SYRE has risen
Look at the stars it's all written
Just hold the applause,
I'm just kiddin', started wit it
It's not hot enough in the kitchen,
they sayin' it's it
I guess I'm the one thinking different,
I'm slick with it
A lot of change
when I'm Slick Rick and I don't pivot
I'm like Pippen hittin'
six swishes in six seconds
Autonomous whipping while
whole colonies are poverty stricken
Young niggas they
ain't stoppin' and drippin'
The way I dribble the rock
They gotta watch
how the rocks are glistenin'
Blood diamonds,
ancestors fighting with colonist
Know your history inherit the confidence
It's apparent and obvious
I'm the young KRS in your providence
And this air that
we are breathing is conscience
Its every lyric is prominent
Just another cold
morning in Paris, I know
I wish I was takin' you home
And I ain't taking the long train no more
You don't care about me
and it's tough girl
And I'm trying to feel your love
But I'm not fucked up enough
Man what a pity
New York City lights glow
How many times
I gotta tell you niggas I'm home?
Girl, I ain't finna you gorgeous
We should go to Malibu,
let's go to Florence
Rainbow on your aura
Girl you soaking up
the sun like a tourist
Another plane she an explorer
I'm drinking and telling
her things I'm not sure of
Cancun to Angora
couldn't find more of a wavy baby
We endin' our month in Bora Bora
All this time and you are still
on my mind and you know
Girl I ain't tryin' to leave
I'll be right back
Left the crib without a top,
need a night cap
I'm just looking at the stars from a path
I'm serious and get
with you the lyrics are all facts
They pop off you tell 'em to relax
I drop off the bars and dash
let the sunset in the back
And the boy's light as a feather in fact
At least we can be together now forever
But if we can fly through a pink
sky we would never go back
Just another cold morning in Paris, I know
I wish I was takin' you home
And I ain't taking the long train no more
You don't care about me
and it's tough girl
And I'm trying to feel your love
But I'm not fucked up enough
Man what a pity
New York City lights glow
How many times
I gotta tell you niggas I'm home?
We were seventeen
years old at Cartier
We had a cop flowing in my room
You made me feel like I'm an astronaut
Niggas mad how
I acrobat the vocabular
And they're wack,
these facts just ain't adding up
And I'm back with a math rap
It's like the boy invented the abacus
Less of a rapper more of a strategist
Gotta know that
money can't buy happiness
You gotta have a long haul
Still in the hills throwing up charcoal
Shit ain't change nigga
I'm still the saddest kid up in the game
Thinking about
you girl I do that everyday
Thoughts I was having blew
that shit away
When I call you I still
don't know what to say
Just another cold
morning in Paris, I know
I wish I was takin' you home
And I ain't taking
the long train no more
You don't care about me
and it's tough girl
And I'm trying to feel your love
But I'm not fucked up enough
Man what a pity
New York City lights glow
How many times
I gotta tell you niggas I'm home?
Higher the view
I wish you could see how I feel
Took three shots, don't drink, drunk
Quick one-on-one, thought I'd never last
Know you're mad, baby do the math
I've been waitin' for it,
since I seen you last
Still embarrassed you ain't do me right
But I couldn't care, baby
Girl, I know you smile
You've been away for a while
Oh girl, the way
she just forgot how to die all alone
In the dark, we both
don't want me to cry girl I know
Fuck this, gonna burn six checks
Get a new necklace,
I ain't missin' no texts
Girl, you such a sweet wave,
you're my new secret
Baby girl, you're lying
My pillow's seen me cry all night
Make peace with you, I try
I never got to say goodbye
I'm somewhere in the sky
Singing twisted lullabies