letra de the music eye right - jesus walks
[jesus:]
shoutout djpj for this one here. telling you, if you’re sleeping on him now you f-cked up… anyway. wanted to sing a little song, this chorus popped into my head, so. we’re gonna workshop it ’til it fits
(hook)
the music i write is the sh-t that i like
the music i like is the sh-t that i write
the sh-t that i like is the music i write
the sh-t that i write is the music i like
the music i write is the sh-t that i like
the music i like is the sh-t that i write
the sh-t that i like is the music i write
the sh-t that i write is the music i like
(verse)
dropping in on an unexpected tip like
what, she tripped and fell on the d-ck?
she said it was a baby arm and we was in the crib
then she gave me the info, listen to this
aye, b-tch was a nympho
put it on my wrist that shining like crystal, put it on my kinfolk
the proof was in the pudding, i put on some mick jagger
kept it rolling like a pebble ‘cuz this sh-t don’t even matter
to get up on my level you would need that chitter chatter
gift of gabapentin and a couple pills on a platter
gotta read between the lines like i speak in closed captions
the day i was born it was a natural disaster (jesus!)
the way i was born, cesarean
two weeks late but i’m proud to be american
new york born and raised upstate
shoutout to the homies with an open case
i could shut sh-t down like a toilet cover
i hope my homies don’t think i f-cked his mother (what?)
but i could’ve (life has many doors!)
i’m thinking back a couple summers
matter fact
i think i still got her number
matter fact
i might text her “good morning” and i love her (jesus!)
just because i’m stunting
just to see your face
looking back your stepdad would’ve got replaced by me
not that other friend of yours she actually f-cked
you lucky i ain’t that scummy
i don’t have to do much
i got some weight off my chest with a verse out the cut
and i ain’t said no names, you just heard what you want
and that’s expert game that i play to touch
your soul not expose who the f-ck you was
and i know who you think you is you ain’t him, you need ‘him’s’
and a broader sense of doom like, “dododo”
o-n-o m-a-t-o
p-o-_-i-a, aye
drastically different switches in the subject
might make you upset but do you get the subtext?
i’m giving you that muck spread, hip-hop-opotamus
my lyrics are bottomless but i don’t get enough bread
i’m giving you that oppulence, i’m the rhyme-noceros
my lyrics are the awesomest thing since the obelisk
2001, anyone? sp-ce odyssey? stanley kubrik? anyway
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