A Lesson in Tapestry

Lyrics

[Intro: Doctur Dot] Yuh This like the third, fourth take It's ugly [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Good morning motherfuckers Greetings from that city where they breed everything From kings and yeah them heaters And yeah, them young niggas Twenty-one dumb niggas Ain't no jobs laying around so they grab guns nigga Mom tripping 'cause she say I'm getting thinner Still trying to figure out a way to climb myself up out this winter Procrastinating late night, beginners tryna hit me up For a track 'cause they know I'm taking off in minutes Falcons keep watching as we trekking through Virginia And people looking at me strange 'cause they know I'm finna Change my existence, so I step with a smirk Better yet, the perc, keep it in my system Shoutout to them queens who can feed me what I'm missing Taking 'bout mental, in the kitchen And that thing in the middle Spent a thousand nights under the stars Just to get closer to God And now I'm close as fuck to the top so they guard like Hard knock life, get in the way of little bright dogs Get futures, and boy you ain't a star 'Till people try to shoot you, don't you know that? Hold that, moments need a Kodak Pro-black, rhymes reach the people Like some early morning yolas And they echo through the city like the mufflers and the motors Hold up, you know I brings the good wood like gophers And everybody mama love a nigga when he show up [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] I don't know what I was thinking Extinction of the real nigga, coming sooner than we thought Still we sneeze without blinking Caught your bitch staring at my irises Deciphering what's going on behind them shits, but she can't I never been a nigga to embellish the truth (No) Hella fellas can do it, smelling each other perfume How a father never been approved by them dudes But pursued by their boos On the daily and the nightly, just to bite me Plenty women drink until the cosmos crossed us All 'cause they find the dick exciting Plus I'm sitting in the wind, toes in the ocean Breaking the record for most records broken, cracked open I set the music, investigated, reassembled Dope dick delivery club, I been a member And that's a freaky line that I hope the kids remember When you spit it to your mama, hope your mama lose her temper Depending who you talking to, I'm an awful dude Yeah, and still a lot of you but my tombs down the avenue Haven't you heard I'll take your babe like that'll do Duck, duck, and a goose Moose, moose, caribou Wild life is my life ain't that the truth Brother you fucking with some junkies But I need to take them back to school Fuck, haha Jokes on you, bruh HAha Yeah Well, give it a listen