[Verse 1: billy woods]
Once he came to, first question:
"What'cha gon' do with the time you got?"
Confused
They reiterated like "Gotta remember, it's not a lot, it's not a lot"
I replied "Just watch" while she administered the eye drops
Promptly redid Illmatic bar for bar, She's Gotta Have It shot for shot
Muhfuckas waste a lot of time, akh
Words stolen from neighbors in bodegas when I cop my paper
Now you know where I got my flavor
Like I said, it's a lot of time wasted, it's a lot
Son, we skimmed through your music, found no reason not to approve it
It was all relatively toothless, you're just a guy
Ruthless how they did Ruth First, I let the package sit overnight
Letter opener on the desk, how he live is anybody guess
Poe's "Telltale Heart," pigs wait patiently for you negroes to confess
No rush, the wind through your shed'll rattle the sheet metal
Pour the meat pimps peddle
Don't front like you stupid, you on they level!
Pressed
Pesto while the mortar and pestle
Said "Presto" when they found that .38 Special
[Verse 2: E L U C I D]
The Wi-Fi name is Assata Is Safe Here
The pass code transposed and notated between kick and the snare
For whosoever believe, feelin' Beastie, Paul Revere
It's all gone square, sand shiftin', a brief history
Take cover, tread light; I ain't got no type, love is love, y'all
Knowin' better don't mean you doin' better, we watched the sky fall
Lit by the moon blush, dip soon come, blue movies on the tablet
Like I'm non-respectably ratchet
Rappers politically black halfwit, pack spliff, vegetate, half-pipe twilight
Tomorrow's just another yesterday
Several ways to skin a coon
Magnolia bloom with the blood pool; Lord, who can I run to?
Live feed from slum view, whole crew kick laces knotted
E:NY powerviolence
What up, family? Then a shot
She stopped givin' bop, adjusted her top
My alarm clock is black children playin' in the park
Every nigga's a star
Crowdfunded constellation burned a keloid scar
Oh, he go hard
The young gods bark
The universe is a card sharp
My new studio's a smart car
Had a dream I gifted Nardwuar some Carhartt
To spark the heart most toxic
Hawk, spit, blast my way out
Gut full of rock shrimp
With much vigor
To the rhythm of body bag zipper swipes
Never paid the askin' price
Double down on paradise
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