Joie 13 - IBM lyrics
rate mefeat. Killer Mike
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
Cooling, I skate and my gators fit
Last time I checked the haters was sick
I don’t know why they all on my dick
As they pacing and waiting for lightning to hit
Benjamin Franklin, a key and a cape
Dog metaphor for the spark of life
Con and the sin, was given a knife
To slain and contest in the heat of the night
Deal with the devil, an honest man, trying a lot with the promised man
Now they came lost to blow up his hands
Totally dark, the kind of man
Skeletons living inside of closets
Families morning empty coffins
We had a chance and fucking lost it
Fringes stuck in a patent office
Next to a time machine, a crystal ball and a teleporter
America’s the number one cocaine importer
A cold day in hell before they clean up them boarders
How else you think they paying for a dead soul, enormous
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
Geometrics are so electric I stay connected to currency
These haters think that they’ll come up
And that they’ll get some love if they murder me
So envious as ever he was, an enemy to all of us
And if you ain’t known by now, nobody loves a jealous thug
And I know the plug, I do this mug, I’ll make it rain during a flood
I drill this town, I put it down, I’m showing up with them mountain pounds
I wear the crown with feathers in it
I’m Malcolm X, transition channeled
I brand a league, my legal visions
There’s big energy, get the people in prison
Or maybe not, depending the plot
Who’s pulling the strings, who’s calling the shots
Never confess, conspiracy plots, unless you’re prepared to rot in a box
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
I built a machine that generates love
Money, power, respect connected to a plug
True energy sources, enough for everyone
Lights off on life, we plug it into the sun
I built a machine and it’s quite complex
I was just 16 and my apartment complex
I seem to fade, trade money for sex
Then I seem to think, trade money for a rock
My light bulb went blink, I decided to clock
I got fronted, a bong, this nigga played me dumb
I brought him 1,000 dollars, he threw me a little something
I cheated, I cheated, I cheated, I’m out that night
That night, his wife, that house, the duct tape, some beat
Led to the front keys that started my campaign
Up money, sex, champagne, pimps giving me dime
Them hoes giving me cramps
Niggas giving me my respect, these crackers doing the same
My lawyer is the meanest, he don’t believe in Jesus
I let my grandma do the praying, he handle the seizures
He handle the weak, though, he handle the law
He says shalom to the judge and my fat ass got off
I win
