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Correct The Big Nothing Lyrics
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Correct The Big Nothing
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[Verse 1: Billy Woods] Getting old The protagonist smokes at home alone, stoned Dingy housecoat rotary phone Hidden room where cheeba is grown Occasionally roams see what's g'on The chrome plate keys the elephant bone Took the chalice with a shrug When in Rome Sip the cup of destruction Pipe-head said "Let me hold something" Dance like marionette Numb to it all like I'm smoking wet Yellow newspaper said he hoping for the greatest Dusty books Chain on the door he know about that jux Go to church if you're shook, or get a pistol Dollars amounted to a fistful Telling you like how big homie told me Black girl lost She hold me Coin of the realm Paid the troll Raked the coals Negroes run till they out of road Dig a hole Madder than Dame Dash, stocking full of coal The eyes is watching God top o' the stripper pole Passed down with the brothers on parole Would say something but what do I know? Sweet chariot, swing low Scooping chunk full of 'dro Speakers blown Out of state plates, L's lit, tempt of fate NY to D.C., barely tap the brakes White privilege Cocky smile like you know my style Todd Marinovich [Hook: Sample] Never had the chance You lose, you get nothing You get nothing Never had the chance You lose, you get nothing (not a damn thing) You get nothing (not a damn thing) [Verse 2: Billy Woods] Friend of a friend, you had a fun night Good job, and in addition he seemed nice Still, something not quite right Women's intuition The difference between finding yourself And coming up missing [Interlude: Sample] [Verse 3: Billy Woods] Granted manumission One black came back, knife glistening Heart like a piston Back scarred from whippings Let there be a lesson, listen: Whispered sedition Saw Lincoln at intermission Gots to get got, my gat accept no petition Better yet, save your breath, ask God those questions Possession, nine-tenths of the law Gas station vacuum rental car Back of the back of the bar, demons spar Wrote in a cloud of smoke, Negroes in Paris Clock strokes (trade peacoat?), await my carriage [Outro: Sample] Good day, Sir!
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