World Domination

Lyrics

Say, Brain, what do you wanna do tonight?
 The same thing we do every night, Pinky
 Try to take over the world!
 Who the fuck is this Joey Bada$$ nigga, son?
 Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic
 And said that you could flow?
 Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
 Who the fuck passed you the mic?
 Check!
 Puffin' on stramonium, underground like potholes but going fossil
 These bars like art in the Smithsonian
 These flows is for custodians, homeless men, horny OBGYN dudes
 Browsing my laptop looking at red fallopian tube
 They like yo Joey, you rude
 I'm like If only you knew
 I'm only in school for cosmology
 That's why I act as lonely as you
 You see I'm wise behind my years and my peers
 So my voice over the snares is the only way they hear
 What I got behind my membrane
 But I've been smoking chem strains
 So lately I've been having hard times with remembering
 But be patient, my studies prove Egyptians ain't shit
 'Cause I believe that we could be like Neo in The Matrix
 But fuck it, I'm erratic, momma lock me in the attic please
 Til I draw enough static in my somatic anatomy
 And come out imputed with fusions of Blueprints and Illmatics
 I've been going raw, this just how I feel rapping
 We gave y'all Sur' Tactics
 So y'all can't even gas us
 We taught you how to be prepared
 But still attacking the masses
 Y'all better get y'all caskets cause we about to annihilate
 (The new Babylon era) My empire gate's in the Empire State
 I'm on the higher platform
 Look at the way they clap for 'em
 Never fuck with phony men
 'Cause I don't like my back torn
 Nigga ask Kwon, this that top ramen' you ain't used to
 Keep it neutral to scruple and tell 'em no beef like noodles
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 Keep it neutral
 Just so you can scruple
 I tell 'em no beef like noodles
 It's world domination, nation
 You're tuned into my station
 Always got a doobie and a motherfucking eighth lit
 Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
 I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team
 It's world domination, nation
 You're tuned into my station
 Always got a doobie and a motherfucking eighth lit
 Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
 I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team
 Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic
 And said that you could flow?
 Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
 Who the fuck passed you the mic?
 
 Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic
 And said that you could flow?
 Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
 Who the fuck passed you the mic?
 

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Duration
02:42
Key
1
Tempo
79 BPM

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