Sunday Morning Noname (Ft. KhalafallaOsman)

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[Intro: KhalafallaOsman]
Turn me up

[Chorus: KhalafallaOsman]
Sunday morning and the birds are lovely
Sunday morning and the birds are lovely
Sunday morning and the birds are---

[Verse 1: Noname]
All my raps whisper unintelligence
Unrelenting irrelevance chiseled in the sediment
Letterman on the Late Night scene
You don’t know the half, Mr. Bubble Bath
Epitaph, jaded in the grass
What’s that? A massacre
A mass appeal to Apple stores and raffle scores
I wonder who gon' win the lottery
If Google maps can see my house, yo, I wonder who is watchin' me
Satellite hypocrisy like right up the block from me
Write up the doctor fees, another brown boy down
Another mother cryin' 'cause another brown boy found
And all you wanna do is smoke weed and write songs
Bang bang, sound like violins
Poverty was made to door frame all the violence
Knock knock and guess who's not there, the police
And guess who don’t care, the people