Recitatif

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[Part I] [Intro] Yeah, back to wearin' all my jewelry again A Black king feel the fury again I'll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win, uh Yeah, back to wearin' all my jewelry again A Black king feel the fury again I'll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win, uh [Verse: McKinley Dixon] I heard From the window, I hear my name Said differently each time, the space between it the same The sound from where she come from and her mama 'fore she came I nod to the second floor, a smile, simple exchange I think I'm losin' my vision As the past get further away, thoughts revoke they permission To be called upon like gods, I need to make the decision If it's life or death, aim for his cleft, sun and trees the only ref Hey, no need to answer yet, but can I have your stories when you gone? I'm fiendin', itchin' to make my way to forever I'm schemin', hopin' these niggas don't get too clever These demons just hell-bent on bein' so Heaven-sent Burnin' through whatever next just to find out what forever meant Teamin' up with the thought that I don't need you I'm leavin' outta the house just 'til the light Look through the screen door, seen when we danced all night Don't cry, skin the tone that let us hide in night sky She blowin' up your phone and you miss her, nigga, don't lie Smokin', jokin', like if we see that boy, is you gon' ride? If the house is burnin' down, how could we survive? (Yeah) Goddamn, nigga, don't just say all that concernin' shit Besides, you should know, none of this is permanent I mean, sittin' in this car mean you got a point Sorry I put Vaseline on 'fore hittin' your joint Water wash over is a dance to anoint But brown liquor help me pirouette 'round the point Yeah [Part II] [Intro: McKinley Dixon] Okay Shit [Verse 1: McKinley Dixon] I hit you right when I land in another country that's never gon' be seen by my mans Risin' sun, when I wake up, you put the money in hand We stick you with the doohickey like you was leadin' Japan (Bang) Hangin' with y'all got me askin', "Where the wonder at?" You and Hanes got in common? Know your nigga front to back If it don't make mama mad, where the fun in that? I'm tryna be everywhere that the sun is at Red holes up in his fleece You know that we finna drop when the drama gettin' increased Mama got a new house, on my life, she get a new lease Rest of the money spent on findin' ways to raise the deceased And I'ma do it too, except your signee when he drop I'm heavy-handed and I blame that shit right on my pops Even boy in wheelchair finna hear the shots, get out and hop Sweeper wet your back, ah, guess his ass more like a mop Ain't just gon' hit him, we gon' stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp Hidden message in the Morse code go pop, pop, dash, pop Antoinette, your mans gon' get his head chopped off his top Textin', "Please don't do it," reply like dot, dot, dot, dot It's not a diss if he not gon' mention me I love hearin' stories and I love laughin' intentionally So I welcome it, but to respond is below me I take the magic out of pocket, put it with the homies He gon' get you Run [Verse 2: Teller Bank$] Yeah, ride with them locusts, bro, we ain't no civilians Ride with it on me, if it's smoke, then it's fire, we drillin' Tried told niggas, nah, I don't wanna kill 'em Don't no lives matter to me when I get in my feelings Bitch, I'm sensitive Came with lead, brought them pencils in '87 swing like a pendulum If I'm swingin', I'm swingin' for fences then Them and dead is a synonym, him and him Bet this chopper spit quicker than Eminem Bet this chopper split niggas from limb to limb Lately my aim been shaky, no semi-in' Fully-auto, a bottle of Henny, and uh Couple blunts and some Benjamins I can't fuck if she don't come with benefits Just been rappin' and packin' and sendin' it We was into that before the internet Bitch, who want it? Whoever could get it next, uh I was road runnin', dump a whole clip, I bet he hold somethin' Never knew nothin', never told nothin' Never half-steppin', need the whole one If I get a whole one, I bet I let you hold some With this shotgun, I'm a shogun When it's showtime, I bet I showed up, bitch nigga, uh