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Artiste : Black Thought
Titre : Long Liveth
Uh, yo

Greetings and salutations, I´m runnin´ outta patience
So everything in moderation, even moderation

Check every single allegation for re-calibration
Call that the big pay back, it´s debt consolidation
The credit fell, what the hell, too much béchamel
Well, F-M-L, they desecrated the decibel
Go check the mail then let me know if it´s heads or tails
My ears burn like desert trails and Jezebels
Uh, somebody must be talkin´ ´bout me
For carryin´ a big stick and walkin´ loudly
Articles in the Times and the New Yorker ´bout me
My killer instinct is like Orca, probably
I´m a Pulitzer Prize Fighter how I vaporize writers
Shut ´em down at one time, synchronize silence
Make the audience forget you, call it Alzheimer´s
Child rhymers don´t come at the old timers

Whether your fan base is lil´ mommas or Obamas
How you claim to have somethin´ in check with no commas?
You and Mary got the same request, it´s No Drama
I´m the pinnacle of language, yes, the Dalai Lama
Who the clown talkin´ down to the twenty-one pound?
I gotta send him some rounds to simmer him down
´Cause you´re not worthy to even touch the hem of the gown
The brim of the crown, motherfucker, remember the sound
It´s like

Hey, yo
Yo

Since the second grade I been gainfully employed

Hustlin´ for change everyday from three to four
When other kids was into playin´ games and bein´ bored
Goin´ against the grain´s what I painfully enjoyed
When they was into race cars, trains, TV and toys
I was thinkin´ fat gold chains and freakazoids
Fillin´ the deeper void, listenin´ to that Indecent Noise
People used to tell me, "Boy, your brain gon´ be destroyed"
Left hand to the law, right hand to Allah
Both hands to applaud who brought sand to the shore
Confessin´ all your sins to the dope man through a door
I seen a preacher man sniffin´ cocaine through a straw

We almost had it all, just one more cannon ball
And two more Geritol with one more Adderall
I got the game sewn like the tailor of Panama
Now I go by the name of an untamed animal
Wonderin´ how I can evolve to prestigious and less vicious
A more visceral individual, best wishes
Just on principle, I been answerin´ death wishes
What the Lord giveth is a king, long liveth