Mick Jenkins

Mick Jenkins - Leonidas lyrics

rate me

APA citations on this paper worthless

Roger Bonair told me I was a gifted writer

All you want is money, what’s the fucking purpose?

She only feel the love when he deep inside her

Rolling basil leaves in the EZ Widers

Spit a couple bars to spark the joint, I never need a lighter

Serving food for thought

Shit spicy, I picked the peppers with Peter Piper

Peep the passion the puddings proof, I’m the people's writer

Black Panther, know the man gonna erase me

Whole country bankrupt, Peter Francis Geraci all up in your mentions, nigga

They cutting your pensions, nigga

Government pinching niggas

All this weight that you move, how much is you benching, nigga?

Your second step wasn't confident, what is it? You limping, nigga?

Oh, no, y'all niggas getting way to excited

Not another Lin Bias

Whole time we just kick it, nigga, pen been on Leonidas

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Cop some water and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the truth set you free, nigga, we comfortable

On guard, nigga, we comfortable

Got my ginger ale

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Grab a drink and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the water set you free, nigga, we comfortable

Ask sab nigga, we comfortable

When you ride for your niggas can't nobody tell you nothing, right?

And when your niggas ride for you, can't nobody tell you nothing, right?

And the be like,

"You know you my mans, one hundred grand

If you ever see a mil I need a hundred grand"

Fam, you know you my mans, one hundred grand

If I get a half a million you got a hundred grand

Damn, that's what I call love, these niggas I chose

These the ones with stiff chins that'll stick with me through the blows

And I pray for all my foes, shout to FM Supreme

Tryna have y'all free up in this nation, that's my dream, word

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Cop some water and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the truth set you free, nigga, we comfortable

On guard, nigga, we comfortable

Got my ginger ale

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Grab a drink and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the water set you free, nigga, we comfortable

Ask sab nigga, we comfortable

Tell me who'd you think you was fucking with

Caught you niggas lacking, now I'm in here

Coming at your necks like chin hair

I do not mean to impose

But your vision is impaired if you can't see the impostors

Spit it heavenly over heads like thin pasta

With thin chakra they dread the thought like ten Rastas

Highly noted and I ain't never even been in opera

Just pen operas

Like I’m fucking the fat lady

It's been over, she been singing the track crazy

It's crack music, it’s binge drinking

The water, don't act stupid, I been thinking like authors, I write books

16 jabs might follow up with the right hook

Fuck what you might look like

Dawn of the dead and you like Sug night with the records

I be mike with the effort

Move the sheep cause he liking the shepherd

As they try to entice us, flows the tightest

Whole time we just kick it, nigga, pen been on Leonidas

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Cop some water and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the truth set you free, nigga, we comfortable

On guard, nigga, we comfortable

Got my ginger ale

Nigga, we like 300 swole

Grab a drink and the trees bring like 300 hoes

Let the water set you free, nigga, we comfortable

Ask sab nigga, we comfortable

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