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Open Mike Eagle

Neighborhood Protection Spell (Lana Del Biden Nem)

 

Neighborhood Protection Spell (Lana Del Biden Nem)


Look at me
I'm winning nigga visible Olympics
Old head speaking through a would-be apprentice
I hold my pen like a would-be appendage
They say pain is the way to redemption
Yeah, you want something safe? Be a dentist
I know goddamn well we attempted
But when I learn something new I forget shit
"Rent it," I'm trying, but I'm saying it's expensive
They said sleep was a lot like death
But I looked and I just can't see the resemblance
I'm hidden in at least three dimensions
And I repeat it for release of the tension
Yeah, I'm there like it's perfect attendance (Yeah)
I'm stuck 'cause my license suspended (Yeah)
I should have never tried to defend it
Independence, I'm trying, I'm just saying it's expensive

Ghetto in the way I talk
You can never read my thoughts
Ghetto in the way I slide
Back to the wall, all pain I hide (I hide)
Ghetto in the way I'm dumb
South side, south side, where you from? (I ain't dumb)
Ghetto in the way I move
Bang that beat with a knife and a spoon (Just come here)

Be quiet, hear the sound of the utmost
Pay attention, bring it in like a tugboat
Pay attention in the biz 'cause it's cutthroat
You be thinking y'all friends but it's donezo
Front row, chilling, we pretend like we gung-ho
And see the addict got his miss on the jumbo
'Cause he a fiend like Windham Rotundo
We civilized, got friends in the jungle
Maybe Gang all weigh a ton though
We know the unseen spark where the plug go
But when the room go dark, where the love go?
Chilling like a shark in the mud though
Blood flow heavy like the drama on the soaps, Telemundo
They all out of rubber gloves at the drug store
But where the sun go
We ain't afraid, got guts full of gusto
We cut it short like the glove with the thumb hole
But where he go? Why I'm even on the run though?
I'm tucked low, I'm in my shells like a gun show
But I've been calm so far though
My therapist said I came so far, yeah

Ghetto in the way I talk
You can never read my thoughts
Ghetto in the way I slide
Back to the wall, all pain I hide (I hide)
Ghetto in the way I'm dumb
South side, south side, where you from? (We ain't dumb)
Ghetto in the way I move
Bang that beat with a knife and a spoon

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