Super Chron Flight Brothers - Drought lyrics
rate me[Billy Woods]<br />
"Walkin' down them same hallways, <br />
Seein' them same faces... <br />
Trying to figure out how you ended up<br />
In the same place you said you were<br />
NEVER going back to... <br />
Ain't like it's a complicated story..."<br />
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[Privilege]<br />
"Name, Boy."<br />
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[Billy Woods]<br />
"William woods, esquire."<br />
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[Privilege]<br />
"Occupation?"<br />
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[Billy Woods]<br />
"Black survivor, dry goods, <br />
Purveyor of that fire, <br />
Sometimes minimal wage earner, <br />
Menial worker rhyme sayer for hire, <br />
Dodge City, august 1999, hot than a mug, <br />
AC broke sweatin the time, <br />
Waitin for these drugs, biting my nails, <br />
Daydreaming weights and scales, <br />
Big sales, fuck retail, yadda yadda, <br />
Type scheming that'll keep me out of jail, <br />
Eatin' proper, <br />
Got half now, so just... <br />
Front me 2 of them thangs, <br />
So I can take one to the brain, <br />
A hundred degrees my nigga, <br />
We prayin for rain, prayin for rain..."<br />
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[Privilege]<br />
"Sittin back, last seat of the bus, <br />
There's one more chair there, <br />
Third for weed by the window<br />
With me in the middle, <br />
First occupied by my smirk, <br />
With left foot skirtin the work, <br />
Plus a fat down jacket for these cold winters, <br />
Lower Manhattan is chilly beans and rocks so, <br />
Crack em like lips do, on the foot rest, <br />
Just remind me, it's icy where I came from, <br />
And freezing where I'm headed, <br />
Hopin' jake don't find me workin, <br />
With several years of fed time on my person, <br />
Clearin' my head of all worser scenarios and situations, <br />
Think about wage earners and modern day slave labor, <br />
I'd rather brush my teeth, with a rusty razor, <br />
Then front and bullshit with all you fakers, <br />
I'm a kind bud breaker, stay quiet, with noise makers, <br />
Cuz undercover lurk in shadows, <br />
They say tomatoes, we move tomahtoes, with avocados, <br />
With the silent bravado..."<br />
<br />
[Billy Woods]<br />
"Yo nigga, what's up?"<br />
<br />
[Privilege]<br />
"Yo kid, makin' movements, son."<br />
<br />
[Billy Woods]<br />
"So what's up though, we down here waitin' and shit?"<br />
<br />
[Privilege]<br />
"I'm about to slide to the bunch right now homie..."<br />
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[Billy Woods]<br />
"Oh word, you ate already?"<br />
<br />
[Privilege]<br />
"Haha... niggas ain't good... ain't good... healthy niggas..."<br />
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[Billy Woods]<br />
"Word word word, aight that's what I like to hear, man, <br />
I'ma be down there to pick you up from the station... <br />
Lookin out my window, mid-afternoon, <br />
Thinkin' he better be here soon, <br />
Blowin' my last piece of endo, <br />
Children in front the buildin dealin' boom<br />
Like they never heard of the goons, <br />
The federali's playin got you in the zoom, <br />
Can't blame the youth streets tried for moot! <br />
Corner store lucy in the mouth uncouth<br />
Blood puts in the proof when they shoot, <br />
Eyes numb but the same playstation thumb<br />
Can cock the gun! <br />
Cuz if we ain't gettin out the slums<br />
Then why should you?<br />
If the weeds blue, keep that to yourself<br />
If you value your health, <br />
Back to the business at hand, <br />
Crush out my stog, <br />
Already count those grams in my hand, <br />
Hop in the '86 buick, grab my man, <br />
And get this bread, <br />
Patient as a sleeper cell, <br />
Better to rule in hell, jo-jo, <br />
Out here that show and tell<br />
Will have jake ringin' your doorbell slow."<br />
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[Cop Sample]</
