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Artiste : Black Thought
Titre : Roman Candles
Ugh, Hawaiian shorts shit, four-fifths, Porsche stick
Cut the dog´s shit, fuck a whore, never courtship
Knocked a couple whores down, raw, never caught shit

Got a gorgeous dick, I was fortunate, you fraudulent
I got the formula, cop the 550 with the spoiler
Bitch I´m kinda spoiled like a four-year-old
Ugh, live in the flesh, a real macaroni
My ring of Rollies like "Ring Around the Rosie"
Kill a Haza, I´m realer than a river monster
To rock for my niggas is an honor
Recordin´ life, not lyrics
I was visited by spirits, your shit isn´t authentic
Genuine article, like 9/11 with the fog lights
With the arm all I write is hard white, well all right
The guns in the palm tight
Beef is on sight, niggas didn´t have the foresight
In Dior slippers, can´t get caught slippin´

´Cause when it´s on and clickin´, it be like "shoulda wore the Pippen´s"
Rock the bucket like I´m fishin´, who dissin´ might come up missin´
Got a hundred bitches, grew up underprivileged
Old drama´s never water under bridges
I still love the corners from a distance
Keep a pistol where my dick is, this shit is Bisquick
I don´t fit in, I´m still a misfit

Ugh, "higher cause" shit, Thought shit
Triple black Maserati Sport skrtin´ out the crib porch, yeah
Auction at Sotheby´s, I bought a rare portrait
The City of Brotherly´s an iron clad fortress
I´m at the orchestra, focused like Randolph and Mortimer

Talk in broken language like a foreigner
The one and only that´s more holy than matrimony
I charge you and your homie with actin´ phony
A real impostor, I´m deeper than the realest roster
Allah´s my bodyguard, no Kevin Costner
Ugh, come get your life augmented, your image is schizophrenic
My memory, photogenic
Return of the prodigal-like, a periodical, methodical type
Game changer, call an audible like, well all right
Y´all niggas rappin´, all hype
Ya temperament is the equivalent of soft light
Get caught trippin´ and visit the mortician
Right with the shortlist of niggas who support snitchin´

I´m like ghetto Gastro up in the kitchen
Embarkin´ on this official, astrophysical mission
I broke the internet like an intermission
Raisin´ the bar is like raisin´ the partition
The messiah that stretch higher to catch fire
The empire of the motherfuckin´ esquire

I know that you feel that you´re on you´re own
All your lucky stars
Listen to me, listen to me (Yeah)
Listen to me
Listen to me