To Catch a Thief Super Chron Flight Brothers

[Verse 1: Billy Woods]
I saw her on 23rd and Broadway today
Said she met somebody but I ain't do nothing but smile in her face
Like "You feeling him? that's great"
But for a heartbeat, I wonder what she'd say
If i told her I loved her, wouldn't let her go away
Like I'm willing to work with if that means you stayed
But I ain't say a thing, I just smiled in her face
Ugly, pretty perhaps listening party in Dodge City
Imagine cue up the track me and Edge passed L's in the back
Marion Berry heard one cut
Stood up then said "Flight Brothers got that crack!"

[Verse 2: Privilege]
Huh - so what you need pens for when you don't rap
Ain't no more old school breaks and boom bap
Illiterate shit, push mics like Sisyphus
Up literary hills, literally
Landscape match Tuscan topography in Italy
Meditate with a Mediterranean tree olive and feta cheese, so Greta please
Watchu know about ghetto sellers, franks and beans?
Mayonnaise sandwiches and Tetley Tea
We're far from scones and crumpets
Same family like trombones and trumpets
Hobos and bag ladies, Fraggles and Muppets
Jack-offs and bloody wankers, who crump without me?
Motherfucking paper, what a waste of time
Dark days spent waking life
Spent shaking strife from the pain of minds
10:30 show at the painted bride