Gabreselassie

Lyrics

This is that graffiti on the train off University
 Message like Apollo
 Redirect it on my Hercules
 Murder... was the case
 Get it painted down as a first degree
 Ain't up on my bachelor status
 I cut it surgecally
 Side-chick, main-chick
 That's one and only same chick
 Spray both of our names
 Cops think it's all gang shit
 Never knew the language
 Call a heart spade
 Flip back Zulu Nation
 I been on my say what I want
 Do what I do, am what I am
 And that's all I ever knew
 Know that's all that I planned
 Got that panoramic panned
 360° "ya get me"
 "Ya don' kno," we make moves like Gypsies
 Come in as Timpani
 Run it Gabreselassie
 Stepping out to a symphony
 Balanced on my isosceles
 Obviously we got it
 You can get it if you need it
 Hit the cell... Hello
 This is a Excel (Morrison Machiavelli) leave a message after the Beep
 Question everybody whether family or faculty
 Half ain't even manually manufactured in factories
 Apologize you've had to see
 An obvious misogynist
 Only one bro
 That I ever remember calling...
 That's the homie though
 All fall for the okie-doke
 Talk ain't adding change
 We all nose- Pinocchio
 I was feasting kosher goat
 Before she called me Ovo
 Know I shouldn't be smoking
 Like I owe too many homies o's
 I haven't floated since de Nile was an ocean
 Ain't no David Allen Coe
 Check that head on the pole... ah
 We at first notice, scope it's Bob Kroll
 Overdoses got the average Joe
 Rambo-ing on foes
 Close to capital gains
 Reigns, del caballo blanco
 Without the blow though
 Bulldoze modern monsters
 CCA and Nike logos
 Polaroid photos, disposable, pink polos
 Weight up on my back
 Has grown attached
 Quasimodo, Darren Sharper
 And receive the pass
 What the fuck do I look like putting efforts to impressions
 Alcholoholic refreshments got me feeling like a legend
 I guess I wasn't invited, and I'm lucky still at best
 To be pissing in this party at the corner in concessions
 Half-stepping, wonder who's winning
 Yo' we sprinted across the kingdom
 That ain't a gesture for suggestions, I just
 Had to address it
 Put a pip in my step quick
 But still kicking it wherever feet are ever settled in
 Up on my David Beckham
 Ain't gotta lie to be sister or brethren
 If you are you, as I am I
 That's eye for an eye, if you get it
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
2
Tempo
94 BPM

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