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EARTHGANG

A Lesson In Tapestry

 

A Lesson In Tapestry

(album: Mad Men - 2011)


[Doctur Dot:]
Yuh
This like the third, fourth take
It's ugly

Good morning motherfuckers
Greetings from that city where they breed everything
From kings and yeah them heaters
And yeah, them young niggas
Twenty-one dumb niggas
Ain't no jobs laying around so they grab guns nigga
Mom tripping 'cause she say I'm getting thinner
Still trying to figure out a way to climb myself up out this winter
Procrastinating late night, beginners tryna hit me up
For a track 'cause they know I'm taking alpha minutes
Falcons keep watching as we trekking through Virginia
And people looking at me strange 'cause they know I'm thinner
Changed my existence, so I step with a smirk
Better yet, the perc, keep it in my system
Shoutout to them queens who can feed me what I'm missing
Taking 'bout mental and in the kitchen
That thing in the middle
Spent a thousand nights under the stars
Just to get closer to God
And now I'm close as fuck to the top so they guard like hard
Not life, get in the way of little bright dogs
Get futures, and boy you ain't a star
'Till people try to shoot you, don't you know that?
Hold that, moments need a Kodak
Pro-black, rhymes reach the people
Like some early morning yolas
And they echo through the city like the mufflers and the motors
Hold up, you know I brings the good wood like gophers
And everybody mama love a nigga when he show up

[Johnny Venus:]
I don't know what I was thinking
Extinction of the real nigga, coming sooner than we thought
Still we sneeze without blinking
Caught your bitch staring at my irises
Deciphering what's going on behind them shits, but she can't
I never been a nigga to embellish the truth (No)
Hella fellas can do it, smelling each other perfume
How a father never been approved by them dudes
But pursued by their boos
On the daily and the nightly, just to bite me
Plenty women drink until the cosmos crossed us
All 'cause they find the dick exciting
Unless I'm sitting in the wind, toes in the ocean
Breaking the record for most records broken, cracked open
I set the music, investigated, reassembled
Dope dick delivery club, I been a member
And that's a freaky line that I hope the kids remember
When you spit it to your mama, I hope your mama lose her temper
Depending who you talking to, I'm an awful dude
Yeah, and still a lot of dudes brought my tombs down the avenue
Haven't you heard I'll take your babe like that'll do
Duck, duck, and I'll goose
Moose, moose, caribou
Wild life is my life ain't that the truth
Brother you fucking with some duckies
But I need to take them back to school

Fuck, haha
Jokes on you, bruh
HAha
Yeah
Well, give it a listen

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