[Verse 1]
Deduct riches who better with pitches?
The flow screw em up, fuck, wetter than dishes
Mama say "if you marry, make sure he got figures"
Daddy say "be respectful, don't ever say nigga"
My nigga
Well, there I go again breaking my promise
What is upon us? Lie on my sheets and I ponder
Reciting my mantra, I should put mics in a condom
I'm coming for honor, strength of a green anaconda
On your conscious, brain storming best get you some ponchos
9th Wonder accomplice back, look what we accomplished
Wit little to nothing, more than they thought we would conquer
We winning and did it all wit no bit of dishonor
Purple hearts, for all the wounded I wounded, Obama
Healthcare for they welfare call it lyrical trauma
ICU, its critical they sicker than vomit
Pitiful if they ever think that we'd break it like Omish
Traditions, told niggas like Minstrel shows
I'd blacken the face that ever took shots at my race
Like mase in a mason jar it'd be hell if I break
Tears, for all they fears they hearts would all ache
Like the many females that drank Chapel wit ol' Drake
And don't see a next date, guess my flow similar fate
To these rappers I look over em like at awakes
Peek in look at em still sleeping, word to big Jay
Hey
Deduct riches who better with pitches?
The flow screw em up, fuck, wetter than dishes
Mama say "if you marry, make sure he got figures"
Daddy say "be respectful, don't ever say nigga"
My nigga
Well, there I go again breaking my promise
What is upon us? Lie on my sheets and I ponder
Reciting my mantra, I should put mics in a condom
I'm coming for honor, strength of a green anaconda
On your conscious, brain storming best get you some ponchos
9th Wonder accomplice back, look what we accomplished
Wit little to nothing, more than they thought we would conquer
We winning and did it all wit no bit of dishonor
Purple hearts, for all the wounded I wounded, Obama
Healthcare for they welfare call it lyrical trauma
ICU, its critical they sicker than vomit
Pitiful if they ever think that we'd break it like Omish
Traditions, told niggas like Minstrel shows
I'd blacken the face that ever took shots at my race
Like mase in a mason jar it'd be hell if I break
Tears, for all they fears they hearts would all ache
Like the many females that drank Chapel wit ol' Drake
And don't see a next date, guess my flow similar fate
To these rappers I look over em like at awakes
Peek in look at em still sleeping, word to big Jay
Hey
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