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Mick Jenkins

Canada Dry

 

Canada Dry

(альбом: The Water[s] - 2014)


Riding around off this ginger ale
Peep the herbal essence in the papers, vapors
On fire if you couldn't tell, but trust me
I ain't checking for no Jezebelles or Delilahs
Lot of niggas screaming that they real
Perception is a motherfucking pill, you a liar
I been rocking boats since Aliyah
Trying to take it higher with these notes like Mariah
Fuck with me, your connect ain't got it for the Free
Start the elevation, I can't keep it lowkey
OG, finna' wake these niggas up, ain't been getting no sleep
Trying to bring him more sheep, I'm like little Bo Peep
What you in it for?
Cause they out here copping souls with they info
Are you the hitta' or the lick, what's the difference though?
Yeah I heard you got a plan, what's the mission though?
Cause this game is so foul (too foul)
Got a young man trying to move through the city like a black Tom Thibodeau
Like Stallone, you can fight it all you want
But we still gonna be expendable, these niggas don't listen, no
I was always told that you never really know what you got 'til it's gone
Cancer caught my granny 'fore I got a chance to check up what the fuck was I on? (the fuck was I on?)
I was playing checkers this is chess
Never put your faith into a check
Got to play the hand that you was dealt
There's only four aces in a deck, motherfucker, I've been

Riding around off this ginger ale
Momma wouldn't like the way I smell right now
Realest nigga out can't you tell
Drink this water, tell me how you feel right now
Riding around off this ginger ale
Praying everyday that I don't fail right now
Killing niggas, how can't you tell
Drink this water, tell me how you feel right now
[x2]

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