Kanun Armand Hammer

(Woods)

At the end of the day/only wanted what was mines
Now the whole town gots to pay/the piper’s pied
And nope/I dont have a fuck to give, sell or tithe
In over your head hoping he throws a line
But son just waved like roll damn tide
The Mind Plays Tricks
We’re Violent by Design
Base alchemy Metro-North turned nicks to dimes
Leapt from the balcony with John Booth lines
Serve mine cold
Alongside a bottle of fortified wine
Number One Chief Rocka so its no shocker
When you see him in San Sebastian with Serge Ibaka
Alive with Pleasure
Under pressure chopped and screwed
Weighed measured
As a child refused to mind my betters
But a belt at night will have you standing at breakfast
Bitterly thinking, when I get big we gon’ see who the toughest
William Woods to the white courtesy phone
White bleached bones on the throne
Crown on the dome/rakishly tilted right
You ain't about that life/presidency
Late nights drawing up lists of enemies
Double space typed death is the penalty
Human sacrifice/fled the scene Ted Kennedy
My kingdom for a horse
But your loss I savoured like warm Hennessy