Jay Electronica - Hagler lyrics

rate me

I banged a lot of shakers

And no I don't spit scratch raps just know that my hands exchanged a lot of paper

I lived a lifetime for most of 'ya'll by twenty-one

Same Spades game, different player man plenty come (plenty go)

Twenty-four inch gleamers on the Benz

Might thicken up your friends

Thicken up your hens

Make you feel like Charles Dickens dippin' with your pen

But you can see like Stevie do by looking at your kin

Family tell a story

Neglect the ones you love the most

Scramblin' for your glory

Looking like Robert Horry

Trying to hit that clutch three with seconds on the clock

Viewing things rather poorly

Those that were before me

Tried to school me well but the wisdom only bored me

I never lost yet but if I did it would be sorely

Therefore I implore thee

Never come before thee

Champion of men

The beginning and the end

Whether enemy or friend above the rim like Leon

My blood color neon, my soul age eons

My first name will be on the Nobel list

For now I'll settle for a Grammy on a track like this

Learn it, I used to rap with the Kool G lisp

Citizenship is British red snapper cook the fish

After grub we hit the club and walk away with medallions

Came a long way but fuck it homey we back again

Whatever when I made it through the worst of 'em

I can dodge drops in the hurricane the rain never touches 'em

You got guts running through your veins get freedom to spook

The set by the door you ain't even seen 'em

Cleaning guns in the back serial numbers they key 'em

They want half I only need ten for my per diem

And you don't need no fucking wristband to come and meet 'em

You can say you part of my band the Grand Union yeah