crawlspace

[Verse 1: Elucid] Uh, yeah, this beat sound like 257 black kids Hoppin' off the B14 bus like a UniverSoul Circus clown car Fresh braids, cuts, and kicks Truant pass burning woods, exposed wrist Gray smoke drift, stones and sticks Shorty talk shit like he's paid to do it Major Raised within a range of ruins, wakes and viewings Screamin', "One-Eyed Willie come try kill me," out the moonroof A real goony-goo-goo, don't overcook the noodle Self-described revolutionaries rolling buglers still confuse me I don't judge, still like my gold ropes dookie New steez Four Seasons, fresh out of reasons to not fuck with you Tough titty, I never been really that comfortable Son still shine, run tell mine, darkenin' your threshold Wages of sin, held at escrow Salt, pepper, ketchup, barbeque sauce the eggroll Said a young redbone, lips smack deep-fried inna dead zone Get back, we sing philosophy and hambone precise findings I reside inside a nigga-rigged time machine Powered by bones of those Who choose to survive by violent means In plain sight, or hiding behind the seam [Verse 2: Billy Woods] Whose ways is strange when it's time to survive? Pray on the plane, get off, laugh at God Goddamn shame, but gave 'em the nod Game is the game, still slept like a log It's two versions to the story In mine a bone poke through chipped bars The witch sighed, "You not growin' very large" Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Bitch, you gon' die in his heart It's two versions to the story In mine a bone poke through chipped bars The witch sighed, "You not growin' very large" Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Abandoned mansion, squat in basement apartment Still put on airs, flat nose turnt like your weed garbage High ceilings, lead paint peelin', a nigga Gray Gardens Dirty Little Stones in Antwerp, who heart darkest? Red Light District by river boat, I went the farthest My methods unsound, tasted all the porridge Cave bitch slept in the bed You know she not goin' back to the forest His character boorish, bravado without the courage Mar-a-Lago, hollow the minute he nutted Disgusted, the nerve to be disgusted This is America, it's not for the weak of stomach Waiting on Donald Glover outside the Dakota I'm at the tele', waitin' for Reagan to show up Beard had 'em nervous at the straw purchase I said, "It's not like she in a burka" Rest assured, these is for regular murder The news is all mergers State murders, the indictment of public servants Couple lines on former offensive lines, sordid demise I bookmarked it for later Doormen direct me to the service elevator Nod, grin like you did me a favor, neighbor Smiles is all razors though Eyes is lasers, scanned the name tag For the day we checkin' Tutsi's papers State News Station says statements are outrageous But can't deny the charm rakish though Whatever it take to make the playlist Desperate to get in the Matrix My agent an automated recording of "Yes, he'll take it" Proceed with caution, though In this climate, you should know my client's overtly racist (Oh?) Oh, oh, oh, oh