歌曲 | Wishin' II (feat. Black Thought) |
歌手 | Prhyme |
专辑 | PRhyme (Deluxe Version) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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[00:01.73] | (Intro: DJ Premier) |
[00:02.41] | PRhyme! Adrian Younge, Royce Da 5'9", DJ Premier. |
[00:07.76] | This song here was originally supposed to be done with my man Black Thought. |
[00:14.60] | Unfortunately, we lost a great man: Mr. Richard Nichols; R.I.P. |
[00:22.97] | To the legendary Roots crew, hold your head.(We love y'all, you know) We all continue on, |
[00:31.72] | that's how life's supposed to be, and that's how we treat life. |
[00:34.04] | So, one day, Riq gave me a call; |
[00:40.19] | he said "Yo, that joint you did with Common, y'all wanna do a remix of that?" |
[00:45.86] | By the way, shout out to Common. |
[00:48.04] | Congratulations on the Oscar, my *************. John Legend, big up. |
[00:52.77] | Word, I said, "yeah, yeah, when y'all wanna do that?" |
[00:56.79] | He said, "yo, I'll come over right now". |
[01:00.18] | Oh, yeah? Well, step inside the booth. |
[01:03.26] | Yo, Riq, it's go time. Wi*************n': Part II |
[01:11.27] | (Verse 1: Black Thought) |
[01:12.61] | Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off |
[01:15.15] | Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue |
[01:18.64] | Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law |
[01:21.72] | And I'm a product of that Rakim — God, Allah |
[01:25.47] | Forensic files, leaving 'em disemboweled, '87 style |
[01:28.51] | They chance slimmer than reverend Al or Kevin Liles |
[01:31.60] | Some friends are vile, still be peddlin' vials |
[01:34.06] | Off of eleven mile, they wi*************n' you would |
[01:36.23] | You prolly better reconcile |
[01:38.08] | The dark side of to who they rising in prominence |
[01:41.12] | My crown's taller than Suleiman of The Ottoman's |
[01:44.37] | Wiser than Solomon, mobilizing the following |
[01:47.25] | They try and give me the Nobel prize for novelists |
[01:50.62] | Peace to cats that rock MAC knowledge knowledges |
[01:54.05] | Hood astrologists, illegal anesthesiologists, yo |
[01:57.57] | El elefante, Bella Fonte |
[01:59.99] | Keep a regimen ready to give 'em hell if PRhyme say |
[02:03.84] | (Verse 2: Black Thought) |
[02:06.05] | Yo, post traumatic stress, I wear it as a family crest |
[02:08.48] | I murder at its best, words that'll manifest causing cardiac arrest |
[02:11.98] | Budapest to Marrakesh, my slang Bangladesh |
[02:14.55] | My gang’s Clarence X, I'm life after death, the last Levine X |
[02:18.07] | Lettin' every other rapper know they better wear a vest |
[02:20.49] | I'm pulling in two hundred thousand for appearances |
[02:22.90] | I wrote a song about it, here it is, yo |
[02:25.26] | The creature feature search a preacher teacher torch |
[02:27.58] | Capture, rupture, rapture, reach her, the preacher |
[02:30.61] | He defeat ya, speak the ether, sneak then creep ya |
[02:33.32] | Say no peace to meet ya, can't nobody get with me |
[02:35.94] | Strong suits from Italy, chill, humility what I'm all about, ability, yo |
[02:39.56] | I wish a ************* would bring the hostility though |
[02:41.92] | You know how them boys from Philly be |
[02:43.68] | I'm like cyanide, creeping through the air ducts |
[02:46.35] | And I got a foul mouth, tell 'em kids earmuffs |
[02:48.55] | When I was at school, I was who to steer clear of |
[02:50.91] | Smoking a reefer in the bathroom, sipping Smirnoff |
[02:53.29] | When it came time for the pictures in the yearbook |
[02:55.64] | I was up in Paris like an American werewolf |
[02:58.06] | Years later, yo I'm an American hero verse evil like |
[03:00.89] | Deerhoof, if I let the bear woof |
[03:02.84] | They don't recognize me when I'm shopping up in Berdgdorf |
[03:05.26] | They just know I'm flier than the mother******* airport |
[03:07.56] | Therefore they say I'm a sartorial gear whore, yeah |
[03:11.02] | (Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9") |
[03:12.46] | Uh, Ascots on the tailor suits |
[03:14.73] | You artists throwing bands on the radio like they made you |
[03:18.32] | I'm looking for artists on stage to throw tomatoes to |
[03:21.42] | The way I act you think I'm banned from radio, like Trae Tha Truth |
[03:24.52] | I don't really care, *************, I'm getting yen |
[03:26.77] | I’ve got a C-63, V-Twizzy Benz I’m sitting in |
[03:29.76] | I'on, I'on, I'on give a *************, any DJ anywhere |
[03:32.80] | I'on, I'on give 'em as a triple dare, I'll tie him to a swivel chair |
[03:36.97] | I'on give 'em spins, ha ha, I'on give 'em grins and count dividends |
[03:40.38] | Ask around by them D-Town *************s that'll leave you with a concert |
[03:43.72] | Full of dead fans and bloody merch |
[03:45.48] | Smoking **** that Celie... That’s the color purp |
[03:48.60] | You might wanna study first |
[03:50.14] | Every verse lyrical but nutty first |
[03:51.58] | Every verb and every word is like a speeding bullet |
[03:54.16] | 'Bout to chop your body in half while it's on the way to heaven |
[03:56.75] | Like Kid Cudi *************rt, *************t could be a hit but it's gotta be money first |
[03:59.94] | I rap with a sickness card, Iraq pistol pulling private, shh |
[04:03.51] | (Interlude: Royce Da 5'9") |
[04:04.08] | Chris, I think I got the Gully curse |
[04:05.21] | (Verse 4: Royce Da 5'9") |
[04:05.94] | Underground, underrated, y'all keep digging for answers, like the route to cancer |
[04:08.78] | I keep turning Preemo beats into chemo treatments, I keep wiggin' like a oop to Andrew |
[04:13.52] | I'm clumsy when I shoot, oops, I bet your crew'll scrambled |
[04:15.94] | I don't write for limelight, I *************ne the rhyme light down then I'll produce a scandal |
[04:19.33] | I'm what your baby moms would do for cameras |
[04:21.44] | I'm leaving everything from the marriage to her little cooch in shambles |
[04:24.16] | Your posse even get in my broad way your posse'll perish |
[04:26.52] | Your posse'll become the posse up there |
[04:28.41] | I'm outlining all of they bodies in chalk, setting fire to 'em |
[04:31.51] | To the chocolate on top like chocolate eclairs |
[04:33.35] | They outfit and jacket is bail staff |
[04:35.17] | While we in the air, it's Yahtzee on Lears |
[04:36.65] | And when we land, we on yatchs saying grazie to the mail staff |
[04:39.07] | Muah, kiss my ass, y'all can go to hell fast |
[04:41.07] | I'm just ready for whatever hell brings (Focus, man) |
[04:44.00] | Getting closer to that real money like Gayle King (That's Oprah's friend) |
[04:47.20] | I think of nightmares that'll ruining your dreams |
[04:50.51] | And I just went shopping in China, yeah I flew with the team |
[04:53.44] | ************* a translator, I speak fluent, cha-ching |
[04:55.29] | Y'all holding *************t down with that selfie stick |
[04:57.10] | I'm fly in some *************t out of Harvey Nichols and Selfridges |
[04:59.53] | Even when me and Shady was Abel and Caine |
[05:01.42] | We worked our magic separately like Angel and Blaine |
[05:03.92] | Came into this game with a navy like Baby and Wayne |
[05:05.86] | Now every pair of glasses I have has a crazy insane Jazze Pha gradient frame |
[05:09.56] | The least most amazing vehicle I have is a lease, though |
[05:13.31] | It's a beast 4-80 and change |
[05:14.75] | Y'all tryna pick up Bieber and Drake fans |
[05:17.28] | Not me, but I'm in the streets though, like a Canadian crane |
[05:19.95] | To elaborate is to annihilate, please don't make me explain |
[05:22.93] | Come get your *************! Before I make her smile, ha |
[05:26.22] | 'Fore I perform a bunch of acts on her like Saturday Night Live then take a bow |
[05:30.08] | Like Kenan Thompson, I don't believe in nonsense |
[05:32.65] | I don't got no felonies in my record, I just got a fleeing conscience |
[05:36.47] | I'm just out here spending money like I'm being sponsored |
[05:38.88] | I'm just on my Philly crime *************t, my ice cold Jack Frost mind |
[05:41.97] | My black thoughts are my only real accomplice... |
ti: | |
ar: | |
al: | |
[00:01.73] | Intro: DJ Premier |
[00:02.41] | PRhyme! Adrian Younge, Royce Da 5' 9", DJ Premier. |
[00:07.76] | This song here was originally supposed to be done with my man Black Thought. |
[00:14.60] | Unfortunately, we lost a great man: Mr. Richard Nichols R. I. P. |
[00:22.97] | To the legendary Roots crew, hold your head. We love y' all, you know We all continue on, |
[00:31.72] | that' s how life' s supposed to be, and that' s how we treat life. |
[00:34.04] | So, one day, Riq gave me a call |
[00:40.19] | he said " Yo, that joint you did with Common, y' all wanna do a remix of that?" |
[00:45.86] | By the way, shout out to Common. |
[00:48.04] | Congratulations on the Oscar, my . John Legend, big up. |
[00:52.77] | Word, I said, " yeah, yeah, when y' all wanna do that?" |
[00:56.79] | He said, " yo, I' ll come over right now". |
[01:00.18] | Oh, yeah? Well, step inside the booth. |
[01:03.26] | Yo, Riq, it' s go time. Wi n': Part II |
[01:11.27] | Verse 1: Black Thought |
[01:12.61] | Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off |
[01:15.15] | Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue |
[01:18.64] | Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law |
[01:21.72] | And I' m a product of that Rakim God, Allah |
[01:25.47] | Forensic files, leaving ' em disemboweled, ' 87 style |
[01:28.51] | They chance slimmer than reverend Al or Kevin Liles |
[01:31.60] | Some friends are vile, still be peddlin' vials |
[01:34.06] | Off of eleven mile, they wi n' you would |
[01:36.23] | You prolly better reconcile |
[01:38.08] | The dark side of to who they rising in prominence |
[01:41.12] | My crown' s taller than Suleiman of The Ottoman' s |
[01:44.37] | Wiser than Solomon, mobilizing the following |
[01:47.25] | They try and give me the Nobel prize for novelists |
[01:50.62] | Peace to cats that rock MAC knowledge knowledges |
[01:54.05] | Hood astrologists, illegal anesthesiologists, yo |
[01:57.57] | El elefante, Bella Fonte |
[01:59.99] | Keep a regimen ready to give ' em hell if PRhyme say |
[02:03.84] | Verse 2: Black Thought |
[02:06.05] | Yo, post traumatic stress, I wear it as a family crest |
[02:08.48] | I murder at its best, words that' ll manifest causing cardiac arrest |
[02:11.98] | Budapest to Marrakesh, my slang Bangladesh |
[02:14.55] | My gang' s Clarence X, I' m life after death, the last Levine X |
[02:18.07] | Lettin' every other rapper know they better wear a vest |
[02:20.49] | I' m pulling in two hundred thousand for appearances |
[02:22.90] | I wrote a song about it, here it is, yo |
[02:25.26] | The creature feature search a preacher teacher torch |
[02:27.58] | Capture, rupture, rapture, reach her, the preacher |
[02:30.61] | He defeat ya, speak the ether, sneak then creep ya |
[02:33.32] | Say no peace to meet ya, can' t nobody get with me |
[02:35.94] | Strong suits from Italy, chill, humility what I' m all about, ability, yo |
[02:39.56] | I wish a would bring the hostility though |
[02:41.92] | You know how them boys from Philly be |
[02:43.68] | I' m like cyanide, creeping through the air ducts |
[02:46.35] | And I got a foul mouth, tell ' em kids earmuffs |
[02:48.55] | When I was at school, I was who to steer clear of |
[02:50.91] | Smoking a reefer in the bathroom, sipping Smirnoff |
[02:53.29] | When it came time for the pictures in the yearbook |
[02:55.64] | I was up in Paris like an American werewolf |
[02:58.06] | Years later, yo I' m an American hero verse evil like |
[03:00.89] | Deerhoof, if I let the bear woof |
[03:02.84] | They don' t recognize me when I' m shopping up in Berdgdorf |
[03:05.26] | They just know I' m flier than the mother airport |
[03:07.56] | Therefore they say I' m a sartorial gear whore, yeah |
[03:11.02] | Verse 3: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[03:12.46] | Uh, Ascots on the tailor suits |
[03:14.73] | You artists throwing bands on the radio like they made you |
[03:18.32] | I' m looking for artists on stage to throw tomatoes to |
[03:21.42] | The way I act you think I' m banned from radio, like Trae Tha Truth |
[03:24.52] | I don' t really care, , I' m getting yen |
[03:26.77] | I' ve got a C63, VTwizzy Benz I' m sitting in |
[03:29.76] | I' on, I' on, I' on give a , any DJ anywhere |
[03:32.80] | I' on, I' on give ' em as a triple dare, I' ll tie him to a swivel chair |
[03:36.97] | I' on give ' em spins, ha ha, I' on give ' em grins and count dividends |
[03:40.38] | Ask around by them DTown s that' ll leave you with a concert |
[03:43.72] | Full of dead fans and bloody merch |
[03:45.48] | Smoking that Celie... That' s the color purp |
[03:48.60] | You might wanna study first |
[03:50.14] | Every verse lyrical but nutty first |
[03:51.58] | Every verb and every word is like a speeding bullet |
[03:54.16] | ' Bout to chop your body in half while it' s on the way to heaven |
[03:56.75] | Like Kid Cudi rt, t could be a hit but it' s gotta be money first |
[03:59.94] | I rap with a sickness card, Iraq pistol pulling private, shh |
[04:03.51] | Interlude: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[04:04.08] | Chris, I think I got the Gully curse |
[04:05.21] | Verse 4: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[04:05.94] | Underground, underrated, y' all keep digging for answers, like the route to cancer |
[04:08.78] | I keep turning Preemo beats into chemo treatments, I keep wiggin' like a oop to Andrew |
[04:13.52] | I' m clumsy when I shoot, oops, I bet your crew' ll scrambled |
[04:15.94] | I don' t write for limelight, I ne the rhyme light down then I' ll produce a scandal |
[04:19.33] | I' m what your baby moms would do for cameras |
[04:21.44] | I' m leaving everything from the marriage to her little cooch in shambles |
[04:24.16] | Your posse even get in my broad way your posse' ll perish |
[04:26.52] | Your posse' ll become the posse up there |
[04:28.41] | I' m outlining all of they bodies in chalk, setting fire to ' em |
[04:31.51] | To the chocolate on top like chocolate eclairs |
[04:33.35] | They outfit and jacket is bail staff |
[04:35.17] | While we in the air, it' s Yahtzee on Lears |
[04:36.65] | And when we land, we on yatchs saying grazie to the mail staff |
[04:39.07] | Muah, kiss my ass, y' all can go to hell fast |
[04:41.07] | I' m just ready for whatever hell brings Focus, man |
[04:44.00] | Getting closer to that real money like Gayle King That' s Oprah' s friend |
[04:47.20] | I think of nightmares that' ll ruining your dreams |
[04:50.51] | And I just went shopping in China, yeah I flew with the team |
[04:53.44] | a translator, I speak fluent, chaching |
[04:55.29] | Y' all holding t down with that selfie stick |
[04:57.10] | I' m fly in some t out of Harvey Nichols and Selfridges |
[04:59.53] | Even when me and Shady was Abel and Caine |
[05:01.42] | We worked our magic separately like Angel and Blaine |
[05:03.92] | Came into this game with a navy like Baby and Wayne |
[05:05.86] | Now every pair of glasses I have has a crazy insane Jazze Pha gradient frame |
[05:09.56] | The least most amazing vehicle I have is a lease, though |
[05:13.31] | It' s a beast 480 and change |
[05:14.75] | Y' all tryna pick up Bieber and Drake fans |
[05:17.28] | Not me, but I' m in the streets though, like a Canadian crane |
[05:19.95] | To elaborate is to annihilate, please don' t make me explain |
[05:22.93] | Come get your ! Before I make her smile, ha |
[05:26.22] | ' Fore I perform a bunch of acts on her like Saturday Night Live then take a bow |
[05:30.08] | Like Kenan Thompson, I don' t believe in nonsense |
[05:32.65] | I don' t got no felonies in my record, I just got a fleeing conscience |
[05:36.47] | I' m just out here spending money like I' m being sponsored |
[05:38.88] | I' m just on my Philly crime t, my ice cold Jack Frost mind |
[05:41.97] | My black thoughts are my only real accomplice... |
ti: | |
ar: | |
al: | |
[00:01.73] | Intro: DJ Premier |
[00:02.41] | PRhyme! Adrian Younge, Royce Da 5' 9", DJ Premier. |
[00:07.76] | This song here was originally supposed to be done with my man Black Thought. |
[00:14.60] | Unfortunately, we lost a great man: Mr. Richard Nichols R. I. P. |
[00:22.97] | To the legendary Roots crew, hold your head. We love y' all, you know We all continue on, |
[00:31.72] | that' s how life' s supposed to be, and that' s how we treat life. |
[00:34.04] | So, one day, Riq gave me a call |
[00:40.19] | he said " Yo, that joint you did with Common, y' all wanna do a remix of that?" |
[00:45.86] | By the way, shout out to Common. |
[00:48.04] | Congratulations on the Oscar, my . John Legend, big up. |
[00:52.77] | Word, I said, " yeah, yeah, when y' all wanna do that?" |
[00:56.79] | He said, " yo, I' ll come over right now". |
[01:00.18] | Oh, yeah? Well, step inside the booth. |
[01:03.26] | Yo, Riq, it' s go time. Wi n': Part II |
[01:11.27] | Verse 1: Black Thought |
[01:12.61] | Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off |
[01:15.15] | Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue |
[01:18.64] | Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law |
[01:21.72] | And I' m a product of that Rakim God, Allah |
[01:25.47] | Forensic files, leaving ' em disemboweled, ' 87 style |
[01:28.51] | They chance slimmer than reverend Al or Kevin Liles |
[01:31.60] | Some friends are vile, still be peddlin' vials |
[01:34.06] | Off of eleven mile, they wi n' you would |
[01:36.23] | You prolly better reconcile |
[01:38.08] | The dark side of to who they rising in prominence |
[01:41.12] | My crown' s taller than Suleiman of The Ottoman' s |
[01:44.37] | Wiser than Solomon, mobilizing the following |
[01:47.25] | They try and give me the Nobel prize for novelists |
[01:50.62] | Peace to cats that rock MAC knowledge knowledges |
[01:54.05] | Hood astrologists, illegal anesthesiologists, yo |
[01:57.57] | El elefante, Bella Fonte |
[01:59.99] | Keep a regimen ready to give ' em hell if PRhyme say |
[02:03.84] | Verse 2: Black Thought |
[02:06.05] | Yo, post traumatic stress, I wear it as a family crest |
[02:08.48] | I murder at its best, words that' ll manifest causing cardiac arrest |
[02:11.98] | Budapest to Marrakesh, my slang Bangladesh |
[02:14.55] | My gang' s Clarence X, I' m life after death, the last Levine X |
[02:18.07] | Lettin' every other rapper know they better wear a vest |
[02:20.49] | I' m pulling in two hundred thousand for appearances |
[02:22.90] | I wrote a song about it, here it is, yo |
[02:25.26] | The creature feature search a preacher teacher torch |
[02:27.58] | Capture, rupture, rapture, reach her, the preacher |
[02:30.61] | He defeat ya, speak the ether, sneak then creep ya |
[02:33.32] | Say no peace to meet ya, can' t nobody get with me |
[02:35.94] | Strong suits from Italy, chill, humility what I' m all about, ability, yo |
[02:39.56] | I wish a would bring the hostility though |
[02:41.92] | You know how them boys from Philly be |
[02:43.68] | I' m like cyanide, creeping through the air ducts |
[02:46.35] | And I got a foul mouth, tell ' em kids earmuffs |
[02:48.55] | When I was at school, I was who to steer clear of |
[02:50.91] | Smoking a reefer in the bathroom, sipping Smirnoff |
[02:53.29] | When it came time for the pictures in the yearbook |
[02:55.64] | I was up in Paris like an American werewolf |
[02:58.06] | Years later, yo I' m an American hero verse evil like |
[03:00.89] | Deerhoof, if I let the bear woof |
[03:02.84] | They don' t recognize me when I' m shopping up in Berdgdorf |
[03:05.26] | They just know I' m flier than the mother airport |
[03:07.56] | Therefore they say I' m a sartorial gear whore, yeah |
[03:11.02] | Verse 3: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[03:12.46] | Uh, Ascots on the tailor suits |
[03:14.73] | You artists throwing bands on the radio like they made you |
[03:18.32] | I' m looking for artists on stage to throw tomatoes to |
[03:21.42] | The way I act you think I' m banned from radio, like Trae Tha Truth |
[03:24.52] | I don' t really care, , I' m getting yen |
[03:26.77] | I' ve got a C63, VTwizzy Benz I' m sitting in |
[03:29.76] | I' on, I' on, I' on give a , any DJ anywhere |
[03:32.80] | I' on, I' on give ' em as a triple dare, I' ll tie him to a swivel chair |
[03:36.97] | I' on give ' em spins, ha ha, I' on give ' em grins and count dividends |
[03:40.38] | Ask around by them DTown s that' ll leave you with a concert |
[03:43.72] | Full of dead fans and bloody merch |
[03:45.48] | Smoking that Celie... That' s the color purp |
[03:48.60] | You might wanna study first |
[03:50.14] | Every verse lyrical but nutty first |
[03:51.58] | Every verb and every word is like a speeding bullet |
[03:54.16] | ' Bout to chop your body in half while it' s on the way to heaven |
[03:56.75] | Like Kid Cudi rt, t could be a hit but it' s gotta be money first |
[03:59.94] | I rap with a sickness card, Iraq pistol pulling private, shh |
[04:03.51] | Interlude: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[04:04.08] | Chris, I think I got the Gully curse |
[04:05.21] | Verse 4: Royce Da 5' 9" |
[04:05.94] | Underground, underrated, y' all keep digging for answers, like the route to cancer |
[04:08.78] | I keep turning Preemo beats into chemo treatments, I keep wiggin' like a oop to Andrew |
[04:13.52] | I' m clumsy when I shoot, oops, I bet your crew' ll scrambled |
[04:15.94] | I don' t write for limelight, I ne the rhyme light down then I' ll produce a scandal |
[04:19.33] | I' m what your baby moms would do for cameras |
[04:21.44] | I' m leaving everything from the marriage to her little cooch in shambles |
[04:24.16] | Your posse even get in my broad way your posse' ll perish |
[04:26.52] | Your posse' ll become the posse up there |
[04:28.41] | I' m outlining all of they bodies in chalk, setting fire to ' em |
[04:31.51] | To the chocolate on top like chocolate eclairs |
[04:33.35] | They outfit and jacket is bail staff |
[04:35.17] | While we in the air, it' s Yahtzee on Lears |
[04:36.65] | And when we land, we on yatchs saying grazie to the mail staff |
[04:39.07] | Muah, kiss my ass, y' all can go to hell fast |
[04:41.07] | I' m just ready for whatever hell brings Focus, man |
[04:44.00] | Getting closer to that real money like Gayle King That' s Oprah' s friend |
[04:47.20] | I think of nightmares that' ll ruining your dreams |
[04:50.51] | And I just went shopping in China, yeah I flew with the team |
[04:53.44] | a translator, I speak fluent, chaching |
[04:55.29] | Y' all holding t down with that selfie stick |
[04:57.10] | I' m fly in some t out of Harvey Nichols and Selfridges |
[04:59.53] | Even when me and Shady was Abel and Caine |
[05:01.42] | We worked our magic separately like Angel and Blaine |
[05:03.92] | Came into this game with a navy like Baby and Wayne |
[05:05.86] | Now every pair of glasses I have has a crazy insane Jazze Pha gradient frame |
[05:09.56] | The least most amazing vehicle I have is a lease, though |
[05:13.31] | It' s a beast 480 and change |
[05:14.75] | Y' all tryna pick up Bieber and Drake fans |
[05:17.28] | Not me, but I' m in the streets though, like a Canadian crane |
[05:19.95] | To elaborate is to annihilate, please don' t make me explain |
[05:22.93] | Come get your ! Before I make her smile, ha |
[05:26.22] | ' Fore I perform a bunch of acts on her like Saturday Night Live then take a bow |
[05:30.08] | Like Kenan Thompson, I don' t believe in nonsense |
[05:32.65] | I don' t got no felonies in my record, I just got a fleeing conscience |
[05:36.47] | I' m just out here spending money like I' m being sponsored |
[05:38.88] | I' m just on my Philly crime t, my ice cold Jack Frost mind |
[05:41.97] | My black thoughts are my only real accomplice... |