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Windhoek
Billy Woods, Mach Hommy
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They put the plexiglass back how it used to be
Before you came around everything was out of reach
Scattered clapping after the speech
Next act took no one just played they beats
Beats me, 'bout all he told the beast
Took a knee somewhere around shining sea (no bobbing though)
Under the undertow, piles of dope
Felt some type of way, the plug don't smoke
Come off the plane smell like curry goat
Face like I just passed the teller a note
Calm and cordial, overly formal
Regret to inform you, this the new normal (new bar same as the old bar)
They got fanta leaf in the burbs
At it like Patty Hearst, love hurts, undeterred
For the thousandth time, went ahead and armed the Kurds
Dead birds as far as the eye can see
We survived
We were new in our own eyes
All the lies I'm 'bout to tell are true
They just had to rhyme
We made it out alive
We were new in our own eyes
We survived
We survived
We were new in our own eyes
All the lies I'm 'bout to tell are true
They just had to rhyme
We made it out alive
We made it out alive
Uh-huh, alive
Back when I was flipping Q's and P's like dyslexia
Half a ounce'll make you move your peeps down Chechnya
Big nigga fresh out the can like Oscar the grouch, but wild messier
I'll Reykjavik with be a goon start it in a tinted out requiem
Spinning out sexier
Pussy niggas got heartburn from eating dick without Nexium
We really survived, so these lies true
The squad glue, stick to the job, 'til the job through
This God Jew, play this in the ride when you carpool
We all doomed, Viktor Vaughn, Mach, in the ballroom
He put umar for each direction the wind blow
The wicked witch of the west is bs
That bitch the legend of the bimbos
Edward Gorean public housing
The township Robert Townsend
Potemkin village outside Towson
Town square got a full Italian fountain
Model home shuttered, Piru windows
Me and her still browsing
Dรฉnouement score by de Troutman
Savion Glover when I'm counting
Instead of poets, you motherfuckers begat accountants
Mach whispered, "How the gat sounded?"
Holy grail, frail chalice
Palace shook while the artillery pounded
Break every idol on your fuckin' mountain
We survived
We were new in our own eyes
All the lies I'm 'bout to tell are true
They just had to rhyme
We made it out alive
We were new in our own eyes
We survived
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