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Correct Long Liveth Lyrics
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Correct Long Liveth
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[Intro] Uh, yo [Verse 1] Greetings and salutations, I'm runnin' outta patience So everything in moderation, even moderation Check every single allegation for re-calibration Call that the big pay back, it's debt consolidation The credit fell, what the hell, too much béchamel Well, F-M-L, they desecrated the decibel Go check the mail then let me know if it's heads or tails My ears burn like desert trails and Jezebels Uh, somebody must be talkin' 'bout me For carryin' a big stick and walkin' loudly Articles in the Times and the New Yorker 'bout me My killer instinct is like Orca, probably I'm a Pulitzer Prize Fighter how I vaporize writers Shut 'em down at one time, synchronize silence Make the audience forget you, call it Alzheimer's Child rhymers don't come at the old timers Whether your fan base is lil' mommas or Obamas How you claim to have somethin' in check with no commas? You and Mary got the same request, it's No Drama I'm the pinnacle of language, yes, the Dalai Lama Who the clown talkin' down to the twenty-one pound? I gotta send him some rounds to simmer him down 'Cause you're not worthy to even touch the hem of the gown The brim of the crown, motherfucker, remember the sound It's like... [Break] Hey, yo Yo [Verse 2] Since the second grade I been gainfully employed Hustlin' for change everyday from three to four When other kids was into playin' games and bein' bored Goin' against the grain's what I painfully enjoyed When they was into race cars, trains, TV and toys I was thinkin' fat gold chains and freakazoids Fillin' the deeper void, listenin' to that Indecent Noise People used to tell me, "Boy, your brain gon' be destroyed" Left hand to the law, right hand to Allah Both hands to applaud who brought sand to the shore Confessin' all your sins to the dope man through the door I seen a preacher man sniffin' cocaine through a straw We almost had it all, just one more cannon ball And two more Geritol with one more Adderall I got the game sewn like the tailor of Panama Now I go by the name of an untamed animal Wonderin' how I can evolve to prestigious and less vicious A more visceral individual, best wishes Just on principle, I been answerin' death wishes What the Lord giveth is a king, Long Liveth
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