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U-N-I-T-Y

 

U-N-I-T-Y

(앨범: Endless - 2016)


My hands fatigued and off the opus
Kept it underground, I focus
I feel afterlife, 6 under oath, don't want no hokus pokus
Niggas tryna go pop I draw contact
With my facemask
Nothing but, nothing but net
Is you Roger or Novak?
You still are no match, you get no rematch
Boy, you missed your moment
Perusing the MoMA
I'm on on my lonely, burst in tears
On his shoulder and it's so cold cause he sculptured
Where's the shaman ayahuasca
[?] for atonement
I never ever trust a pre-rolled
I never ever let a random motherfucker shoot the B-roll
Never ask advice from him cause what could he know?
Never fuck someone you wouldn't wanna be though
It forever seems like time's up
We swerve in the Honda
Forever seems like no time, means time flies when you have some
Both nuts weigh two pounds, all on your bitch like futons
My crew saying her crew like niggas came through with the groupons
Hit them with the restock?, couple fries and cholula
Ain't slowing down, but you holding down
Forever hold you down
Whoever propped you up
Built your structures with your system ruckus with ya, who was fucking with ya
Who was your brothers when you needed that?
Seeing that is like a Hail Mary on a fourth down
Hands to the sky

Yeah, peace to the holy, peace to the people that think they know me
Peace to Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showing
Peace to the boys that we used to be though
Geto Boy North Face too cold on these hoes
Peace out to Willy B, Bushwick Billy and Face
[?] stay grilling in Jesus' name, speaking his grace
Hands to the sky

U-N-I-T-Y
Neptunes and peace signs
Chiraq, Palestine life
Hyper built 1995, you'd think that was airstrikes on outside
I put refugees in my villa
Play kids the Fu-Gee-La
All this [?] Atlanta
[?] order McMansion and two apple pies
I want the Porsche, a Bugatti design
Silicon Valley new venture is tits up
How do I crop your new bitch out my Vine
Signal lost, pay phone, that white light
[?], Jackal
El Chapo, defacto
El nacho, shell taco, crunch crackle
Green emerald
Pink diamonds like Apple Jackles

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