Stole

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A pyramid so big it can't fail
 A rigged casino tryna save the whales
 Mind the shale, drill, baby, drill, whether to China or hell
 Murder rate fallin' and everybody on pills
 Beef fizzlin' out, rappers not tryna get killed
 C'est la vie, said the old folks
 Just goes to show you never can tell, you never can tell
 Let's keep it real, when I told 'em what happened
 Niggas shrugged, like oh well, niggas shrugged, like oh well
 Whole country out on bail, whole country out on bail
 Larry Csonka with them two bars
 Each war seemed like the war before
 It's a shell game, you followin' cards?
 Dawg, it's not about a bodyguard
 Your A&R never shot his way outta parking garage
 Now it's not no A&R, it's not really nothin' at all
 Desperation dancin' with the stars
 See the writing on the wall, nigga it's writ large
 They emptied out the vault, nobody thought you ain't get yours
 (That's on you man) you ain't get yours
 Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
 They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
 You better get yours
 Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
 They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
 You better get yours
 Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
 They got rats in the floor, you better get yours
 You better get yours
 Tell 'em why you mad, they'll tell you why you poor
 They got rats in the walls, you better get yours
 You better get yours
 Build the black futures who gon' show up when you need 'em
 Sooner than later, everything is four seasonal
 On the other side of time, I grew with my eldest features
 Bedroom eyes, a green book reader
 Red-moon sky, leaf-wrap reaper, Makiba Hao
 Who say God is a DJ, even they went outta style?
 Rappers runnin' on replay for quite a while
 Ten toes down, they feet bound
 Hell's hounds don't get me pounds no more
 Bring snakes to crown your ball
 Falcons war, my torch lit
 Pop the cork, a force of reckonin'
 Recollect to where my effort went deviously decadent
 Omniscient, so benevolent, quit your meddlin'
 Mortar pestle grinding down base element
 Formula configuring so delicate
 Whether this, flowin' off the skids, sling hammer
 Moped you out and get back to Wakanda
 Drowsy river rambler
 Ayahuasca-title, tie my hand, shuffling tarot
 Battle like, dreaming of Blanca Langosta
 When wasn't it for the culture?
 Vulture been out babblin' bullshit, lash for the bullwhip
 This a fool's gip, don't you move, bitch
 

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Duration
03:05
Key
5
Tempo
179 BPM

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