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More Better (fg. II)
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20syl
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Mr. J. Medeiros
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Ain't given a moment to relax
If given a moment I relapse
Ain't gotta problem with hollering shalom when Solomon's
All in the bottom of three texts
Gotta know how to follow the pretext
All on Apollo no Greek text
Got 'em throwing they bodies right off of the bridge
With the kids yelling momma now me next
Gonna build a tower
Now they gonna make us climb it
They gonna bill us for ever dull minute of blindness
Stating our ills are behind us
I'm from the States where we fill up with violence
I got a tank I'ma spill in your climate
We all afraid to evolve when our faith is involved
'Cause we'd hate to believe we we're primates
But we still beating our chest daily
Got that freedom to go beat a man to death on TV
Got that eagle in the sky, 'cause the desert never lies
But it's eye is too evil for the breast I see
Gotta hand on Janet's damn it gonna make 'em panic
And it's in a state where they incarcerate at a rate
You could state as manic
Now they share a border a culture and language
But still can't relate to Hispanics
Now I ain't talking 'bout all of 'em no sir and thank you
I say to a hate you can't manage
Now I can escape with my manners
But I can't escape what a man is
We made him an animal, showed him a cannon ball
You ain't escaping the manor
Now could you relate to the Tanner's?
Or could they have made them more tanner?
If you could relate then I'm sorry
I know that you're probably hating my grammar
Generations, you still Caitlyn Jenner hatin'
You still painting saints against the walls
Through men enslaved had made them
You design it can't define it why you blind without a light lit
You reliant on a science you can't wait to blame on Satan
You put your hand up on the Bible
Then they put the Bible on us
Like a tyrant upon us, or a tyrannosaurus
Then they say it walked with man and how their science supports it
But it's still the same old hand that's made to lie and face the chorus
Hide the wine replace the cork 'cause
They say ain't no time made for us
Why would I go raise a sword when I could write a mighty fortress?
And go ride into the story with a cape I made from wool
To fight that Tiger in the forest or should I say the Woods
You shine a light on who he's banging, yes, the truth is in the goods
Tried to get Nike for the hanging, yes, like shoes in Inglewood
They said winning takes care of everything and it's true and understood
'Cause they let it fall in Bangladesh the roof was made of wood
See how I used those three woods in a fairway?
(See how I used those three woods in a fairway?)
Thought I hit it good but I couldn't get no airplay
(Thought I hit it good but I couldn't get no airplay)
Lost my best balls tryna focus on the green
(Lost my best balls tryna focus on the green)
Couldn't see I was headed toward a damn rake
(Couldn't see I was headed toward a damn rake)
Little humor, little better
Got a man so quick and clever
Gotta do stand up to get a hand up
Making a brand of this guilty pleasure
Gotta get a car alarm for my Lambo
Gotta get rid of this filthy sweater
I need all the awards you can hand over
Marlon Brando and Littlefeather
Now look back at that award show, no grin, fast pace
To when that crook Mack took four of those
All wins and a happy face
Got a shook after they forced the vote
To put that pimp back in that last place
And he stood there acting like it's yours yo
But the shit's still sittin' in his glass case
Now who am I to judge? I ain't a humble man
I ain't a beast neither, more like a gun in hand
Call it a peace keeper, I ain't tryna snub a man
'Cause six shots ain't enough mother fucker
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