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Recitatif
McKinley Dixon
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Yeah
Paint the world on my jewelry again
A black king feels fury again
I'm signified from judge by a jury of men
Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win
Yeah
Paint the world on my jewelry again
A black king feels fury again
I'm signified from judge by a jury of men
Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win
I heard
From the window I hear my name
Said differently each time, space between ain't the same
The sound from where she come from and her mama 'fore she came
I nod to the second floor, a smile, simple exchange
I think I'm losing my vision
As the past get further away, thoughts revoke they permission
To be caught up on I got, I need to make the decision
If it's life or death in Ford's clef
Stunted trees the only ref
Ain't no need to answer yet but
Can I have your stories when you gone?
I'm fiendin', itchin' to make my way to forever
I'm schemin', hopin' these niggas don't get too clever
These demons, just hellbent on being so heaven-sent
Burnin' through whatever next just to find out what forever meant
Teamin' up with the thought that I don't need you
I'm leavin' out of the house, into the light
Look through the screen door, seen where we danced all night
Don't cry, skin the tone that let us hide a night sky
She blowin' up your phone and you miss her, nigga don't lie
Smokin', jokin' like if we see that boy is you gon' ride?
If the house is burning down how could we survive?
Goddamn nigga, don't just say all that concerning shit
Besides you should know, none of this is permanent
I mean sittin' in this car mean you got a point
Sorry I put Vaseline on for hittin' your joint
Water wash over as it dance to anoint
But brown liquor help me pirouette 'round the point
Yeah
Okay
Shit
I hit you right when I land in another
Country that's never gon' be seen by my mans
Rising sun when I wake up, you put the money in hand
We stick you with the doohickey like you was leadin' Japan (Bang)
Hangin' with y'all got me askin' where the wonder at
You and Hanes got in common? Know your nigga front to back
If it don't make mama mad, where the fun in that?
I'm tryna be everywhere that the sun is at
Red holes up in his fleece
You know that we finna drop when the drama gettin' increased
Mama got a new house, on my life she get a new lease
Rest of the money spent on finding ways to raise the deceased
And I'ma do it too, accept your signee when he drop
I'm heavy-headed and I blame that shit right on my pops
Even boy in wood chop finna hit his shots, get down and pop
Sweeper wet your back, I guess his ass more like a mop
Ain't just gon' hit him, we gon' stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
Hidden message in the Morse code go pop, pop, death, pop
And don't let your man go get his head chopped off his top
Textin' please don't do it, fly like dot, dot, dot, dot
It's not a diss if he not gon' mention me
I love hearin' stories and I love laughin' intentionally
So I welcome it, but to respond is below me
I take the magic outta pocket, put it with the homies, he gon' get you
Run
Yah
Ride with the locusts, why we aim at civilians
Ride with a dummy, if it's smoke then it's fire, we drillin'
Try to tell niggas, nah, I don't wanna kill 'em
Them no lives matter to me when I get in my feelings
Bitch, I'm sensitive, came with lead, brought the pencils in
87 Swang like a pendulum
If I'm swangin' I'm swangin' for fences then
Then a dead is a synonym, M&M
Bet these choppers spin quicker than Eminem
Bet these choppers split niggas from limb to limb
Lately my aim been shakin', I'll send 'em in
Fully auto, a bottle of Henny and
Couple blunts and some Benjamins
I can't fuck if she don't come with benefits
Just been wrappin' it back and then sendin' it
And we sent it there before the internet
Bitch, you wonder whoever can get it next
I was road runnin', dump a whole clip, I bet he own somethin'
Never knew nothin', never told nothin'
Never half steppin', need a whole one
If I get a whole one I bet I'll let you hold somethin'
With this shotgun, I'm a shogun
When it's showtime, I bet I showed up, bitch nigga
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