Jumped over the, what is it? The r— something? (Conductor)
Ran away with the spoon
Um, then the cow jumped over the moon (Conductor)
Hey, man, these days, I believe it (Answer the goddamn phone)
Dumb luck if they ask me how, but um, go ahead and cash me out
You already know I need mine now
When my father came home, they slaughtered a cow
I come home, the house fallin' down
Everything boarded up in town
Everyone live in South Africa now
Talkin' 'bout, "It's hard all around"
Why when it's my turn to eat, it's always ashes in my mouth?
Grown men excited to be in the streets, negros is clowns
Or maybe it really is hard all around
Weight of the world on these shoulders, keep a couple pounds
Tend the grass, prune the trees, I keep the grounds
Salt of the earth, bent back with a hoe his whole life
Sat up in the hearse, gave him quite the fright (Ahh)
Rigor mortis on the cordless mic
Like in memoriam, cite my sources
Antipop Consortium, Co-Flow, and every line of "Accordion" (Every line)
Leave the comments on, the racism pourin' in (It's not working)
This is how I win
Charged up so much, it darkened my skin
I'm the one, I'm the beginning and the end
I'm the glowing sky, burning air, sickness in the wind
"It should've been you," whispered by dead friends
And you know it's true, the hour's late, light dim
Knock-knock, "Guess who?", eyes red-rimmed
Lookin' 'round the den like, "You did alright off all that shit we did
You did alright, but you forgot about the kid" (Yeah)
Had to do 'em greasy like cold spare ribs in the sallow glow of an open fridge
Every verse sharper tonight like a shiv
Pelican Bay when I'm alone in the crib
I ground niggas down like Coach Thibs
Phone ring off the hook (Hate to see it), they wanna know where the bodies is hid (Conductor)
Misshapen pigs
Wander the countryside
He's been calling me
Can I speak with the police?
He just keeps on calling
Just stay inside that house
He's been calling me
Can I speak with the police?
He just keeps on calling
Just stay inside that house
Why are you doing this and what do you want?
Stop calling me, you're sick
Coming from inside the house
You probably thought the time gizmo was my wallet (This thing be bugging like the celly fronting)
A hint of Hemsworth (Who the hell is hunting?)
