Super Nintendo
Armand Hammer
2:42They never believe it when you tell 'em either, that's the thing Son might sell you a boondoggle like '90s ski goggles In the hood, it's hard to lead or follow I'm livin' like the streets is cobble Sit at the desk rolling trees, you would think I'm putting ships in a bottle One seed is a mazel Two seeds, I'ma grieve, three, we coming to rob you Since the decision, feeling hollow, I miss you, but I'm old Pride ain't that much to swallow no more I miss you like the regime toppled Knew it was coming and still blindsided like Luke Joeckel Blinded white out the Maglite, I'm an apostle They holding mirrors, so every pull of the piff feel like a sneak diss The spliff feel like a chairlift Step off the plane and smile when I can see my breath, you negros is dead The people is fed from the palm of a tyrant Michelin star, you dine in near silence Silverware rattling, chewing and sighing Luxuriously slow violence, like Pinochet's best pilots Death flights with the sun behind us The South Atlantic, a carpet of shimmering diamonds Get off at the last stop 1-800-COPS-SHOT, if you need a hotline Half life, state murder pastime Who promised you tomorrow when they came for me? We was watching towers rise where they fell Rockets, comets, scarabs, and scales What matters, whose body? Will is free, water's not, order now, order hot Few steps ahead of fire, she likes when she's watched She can tell when you're lying, I know when I'm not As red as the sky been, as wide as your gaze wanders Coastline contour Hiss and crackle like third rock in God's crack pipe How about some hardcore? Past few nights hectic Exit row only, ain't no check-in, can I kick it? Devil waters, slick shit out the spigot Mirages, sleight of hand, I'm minding business, it pays Exact change, may you shine through to the end of your days