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Hmm

Swing it on home

How he hold with them holes in his hand?

Heart of stone, flood those, just the sand

So cold, I was gone, but I'm here once again, overstand

Those crop circles, not cornrows in my baby head

Lady mug in my billfold, olive branch, let's hear it for the man

A curse filled with the silk flow

I love a bell-pepper nose and piano fingers marigold

Black migratory patterns, where niggas is goin'?

Stories that data couldn't duplicate, is it too, too late?

You know I be knowin', cousin, stay off the phone

On hold with no nothin', swing it on home

Everybody wan' feel somethin' for the real ones who wasn't

I can't control how it land, as if it matter, brother man

I only know how I intended, verse impact, ain't no under other hand

Since the girl made her world, I be dead and offended, fuck niggas scatter

Damned if you do, damned if you didn't

Glory in pursuit, I need all my niggas, I need all my niggas

Yellow cab out of LaGuardia

Some things don't change, some things remain

Finger in the socket, when I see the skyline, my heart breaks

Sky the color of slate, gray evening gown

Let's find a ladder, darin' to climb

I'm on it like a moniker, she ain't mine, can't be

But in my mind's eye, whisper myself a lie

Can't be in the corner, it was true when it left my fingertips

Cash only like '96

Cigarettes in the bar, we was sick

Kissin' in Needle Park

We got a gig soon, man

You know they're mine and still we stay

Hey, how'd you get in here?

I got my ways

Uh-huh, nowadays

Nowadays, I'm out the way

I'm out the way, folk

My kids tryna bring it back, flip more

All contact, combat dangerous

Weak, so it be hard to stay on trap balance

Back home, I'm an antique like an artifact, trust

My hands gettin' all black, ashes turn to dust, classic, though

Missed calls in my call log, I know

Mama gettin' old, I know

Pops holdin' on, I know

Niggas dyin', I know

Niggas dead and gone in the smoke and I'm just dyin'

And I'm just hustlin' more for them livin' folk

All that talk 'bout brothers, but all that talk 'bout folk

All my folks, they don't know, 'cause all my dogs weigh up

And it's been way too long, 'nother sad song, fuck your makeup, I'm just tryna adjust

Evil eyes, my perspective like Constantine on the road

Same pain, might as well be the same song

Fuck it, just pay us, if it rain, let it sing

I'm tryna see my tears in gold

My sister pain transform

I'm tryna find my way back home

Through the maze, still goin'

When them candles turn to stone

Few days, fillin' up on the side of the road

Shit don't take that long, just a few days

Gettin' hard to explain to DK

I can't even explain, damn, it's been too long

All this stuck in my brain, all this fake jewelry bag, plannin' to speed

And all this fake-tough act, see, I don't believe it

When my niggas is demons, my nemesis freedom

My action misleadin', don't follow me, follow the most high

Everything 'bout perspective, which one of these fuck niggas you idolize?

Tell me what you see, niggas lie to me, let 'em

Let, let 'em tell a lie, can't play with me

Can't play with me, we all know you're lyin'

At the same time, correctin' all my behavior 'cause the play televised, sing

I think I come from a, a very strong history

And I simply want to live on this planet

And to continue that tradition

And to try in my little way to make my ancestors proud

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