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Killer Mike

Exit 9

 

Exit 9

(album: MICHAEL - 2023)


Oh-oh-oh-oh

Whip my '69 Firebird from the curb
I done had to work it like a square and had to serve
I'm listening to BIG and Dre and crumbling on herb
I'm pushing down MLK with a quarter pound of herb
Passing through the temp', I say a prayer for fallen soldiers
Rest in peace to Bruce and may God be with DG Yola
God bless the dead, that's for Boonk, that's for V
And God protect the living, that's for me and that's for Sweet (Yeah)
We done made it up from shorties drinking forties, living lawless (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Today shit finna flame, diamond flawless and I fault this (Yeah, yeah)
Thank the Lord I ain't a junkie, ain't an alcoholic (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
The pride of Atlanta, Michael Render studied balling, all in

Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane
Life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feeling the same, hope you feeling my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game
Ain't no feeling the same, hope you feeling my pain

I remember them days, making minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campagining for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way

Hopping over hurdles into my Chevy converter (Yeah)
Swerve around them haters that don't wish to see me further (Oh)
My campaign for champagne could've ended with my murder
Miss Betty say, "If you ain't saved in Jesus name, it's worser"
I had to be my own boss, not somebody else's worker
I know the prayer she prayed for me still served as my preserver
I know some of my actions, they was taxing and I hurt her (Oh-oh-oh)
But Lord, if she listening, please let her know I heard her (Yeah)

Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane
Life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feeling the same, hope you feeling my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game
Ain't no feeling the same, hope you feeling my pain

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