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Longjohns
Armand Hammer & The Alchemist feat. Quelle Chris & Cleo Reed
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Ah, ah
Ah (ah)
Some day it's a lot, some day it's a bubble, no struggle
Up early dressed like old folk to keep away the trouble
Every corner covered, the lime's crushed, the mint muddled
You talk to me in other people's words, you don't believe enough to burn
You, me, and each other, before I leave, I'ma leave with something
Somewhere in Shibuya they playing my song (my song)
I built the bomb when you weren't looking
Rewriting, my right is wrong, judge questioned if those lyrics are mirrors, ride on
Looters lisp but forgot mirren, out sloganeering
At the butcher asking for fake beef, smart dumb like suede in the summer
All night, thick air, rain, the thunder, eyes like the hunted, a debtor of the sun, zero-sum
Smelling fun like empire, can't be just one
They said 'be gone' but we're not done
Remember when I will begin?
I saw my storm, she was a friend
I hurt work so it never ends
We broke up just to play pretend
Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up, tighten up
Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up
A blue light, then we'll make amends
Remember when I will begin?
I saw my storm, she was a friend
I hurt work so it never ends
Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up, tighten up (no, no, no)
Tighten up, tighten up, tighten up
Yeah, shake that Illuminati, that naughty (shake-shake that, shake-shake that, shake that)
Shake that Illuminati, that Naughty, by Nature burnt cork on sun-scorched bodies
I drop Godspeed, off the go on the basis between need-to-know and ought-to-know
Neither felt optimal, given up goats for Lent
Break fast with toast, butter on both sides (butter on both sides)
My nine seep up proxy by eight evil eyes
We not people (we not people)
You hold hate for those I hold closest, ain't it, boo
Go sit at the other side of the cafeteria, eat shit, boo (eat shit, boo)
Niggas be flippin', splittin' the difference, dippin'
What you speaking, nonsense or ninjutsu?
Truth, power gives power, we ain't gon' get power if powers can't gift power
All hands and fingers saucy (fingers saucy), shared plates, we ate great
An' Jenna, extra sour, the witchin' hour
Now pays cents on the dollar, Inshallah, Lord knows
You're tryna make a serpent a scholar (wow)
I done seen it all, slave safe, saint, was back in, I've been it all
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