Crawlspace (feat. E L U C I D)

Uh, yeah, this beat sound like 257 black kids Hoppin' off the P-14 bus like a universal circus clown car Fresh braids, cuts, and kicks Truant pass burner woods, exposed wrist Gray smoke drift, stones and sticks Sure to talk shit like he's paid to do it Major raised within a range of ruins, wakes and viewings Screamin', "When I really come, try kill me out the moonroof" A real goony-goon-goon, don't overcook the noodle Self-described revolutionaries roll in beauty still confuse me I don't judge, still like my gold ropes dookey New steez Four Seasons, fresh out of reasons to not fuck with you Tough titty, I never been really that comfortable Sun still shine, run tell mind, darkenin' your threshold Wages a sin, held at escrow Salt, pepper, ketchup, barbeque sauce the eggroll Silly young redbone, lips smack deep-fried in the dead zone Get back, we sing philosophy and hambone precise bindings I reside inside a nigga-rigged time machine Powered by bones of those Who choose to survive by violent means Plain sight, or hiding behind the scene Whose ways are strange when it's time to survive? Pray on the plane, get off, laugh at God Goddamn shame, but gave him the nod Game is the game, still slept like a log There's two versions to this story and mine'll bone poke through Chip bars to which side, you not goin' very large Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Bitch, you gon' die in his heart It's two versions of the story and mine'll bone poke through Chip bars to which side, you not goin' very large Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Bitch, you gon' die in his heart Abandoned mansion, squat in basement apartment Still put on airs, flat nose turnt like your weed garbage High ceilings, lead paint peelin', a nigga gray gardens Dirty little stones and Antwerp, who heart darkest? Red-light district by river boat, I went the farthest My methods unsound, tasted all the porridge Cave bitch slept in the bed You know she not goin' back to the forest His character boorish, bravado without the courage Mar-a-Lago, hollowed amenity Nutted, disgusted, the nerve to be disgusted This is America, it's not for the weak of stomach Waiting on Donald Glover outside the Dakota I'm at the tele', waitin' for Reagan to show up Beard had him nervous at the straw purchase I said, "It's not like she in the burka, rest assured" These is for regular murder, the news is all mergers State murders, the indictment of public servants Couple lines on former offensive lines, saw the demise I bookmarked it for later Doorman direct me to the service elevator Nod, grin like you did me a favor Neighbor smiles, it's all razors though Eyes is laser-scanned and name-tagged For the day we checkin' Tootsie's papers State news stations said statements outrageous But can't deny the charm rakish though Whatever it take to make the playlist Desperate to get in the Matrix My agent an automated recording, and yes, he'll take it Proceed with caution, though In this climate, you should know my client's overtly racist (Oh) Oh, oh, oh, oh