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[00:13.849] Quantum leap 'til you trip over your own feet
[00:16.361] Still gon' end the same
[00:17.665] But don't take my word for it, run Forrest run Forrest
[00:20.802] Gun owner intrusive thoughts to eat your own gun, naueseous
[00:24.914] Meal prepping, I might fix y'all a couple few portion
[00:27.937] Dad's so bad the son cautious to come up
[00:30.705] Pitch black, waiting on that school bus in the morning
[00:33.090] Waiting for them headlamps to round the corner like Charon's boat
[00:36.730] I wore the night terrors like a coat
[00:38.977] Gaberdine in the rain, three story brownstone
[00:42.257] Whole block watch the fire rage
[00:43.906] Lord have mercy on whatever remainеd
[00:46.273] Cavorting in the flame, I'm courting her
[00:49.033] Romе wasn't built in a day
[00:50.177] Dominatrix, she built the pyramids with slaves
[00:53.041] They only call me when conditions is grave
[00:55.266] The sea retreated as far as the eye can see from my wave
[00:58.801] Wild animals grow to love they cage
[01:01.409] Cannibal tours, the tourist's gnawing for days
[01:04.514] Marveling at the flavor
[01:06.458] Tonight
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[01:24.657] Zooted and booted in bodega
[01:26.521] Browsing Black & Milds
[01:28.290] Eyeing and pressed out for the two-block walk from public housing
[01:31.561] He do it for him, pay you no mind
[01:33.825] You should do the same, how he advise
[01:35.818] The few that ask, get your own house in order
[01:38.425] By the door he keep a jar full of nickels, dimes, quarters
[01:41.521] By the bed he keep a bible open and can most definitely quote it
[01:45.145] In reply to various dumb nigga notions
[01:47.474] To his mother a nigga devoted
[01:49.521] Even in death he set two places for dinner
[01:51.979] Even if it's Chinese take away, he come home
[01:54.337] And eat off of a plate, not with you sinners
[01:56.225] Cold milk before bed, then he lay his head but tonight
[01:59.714] It's a knock at the door (tonight)
[02:01.921] It's gunshots in the hall
[02:03.017] It's a crocodile waddlin' along the foor
[02:04.649] Swollen with meat
[02:05.945] It's a crack in the wall that widens slightly
[02:07.857] Every time he at the store or making something to eat
[02:10.697] Dreams and children hide in father's belt while he sleep
[02:13.937] Drunk, went and woke, beat him anyway
[02:16.978] Grunting with every punch
[02:21.153] Tonight
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文本歌词

Quantum leap 'til you trip over your own feet
Still gon' end the same
But don't take my word for it, run Forrest run Forrest
Gun owner intrusive thoughts to eat your own gun, naueseous
Meal prepping, I might fix y'all a couple few portion
Dad's so bad the son cautious to come up
Pitch black, waiting on that school bus in the morning
Waiting for them headlamps to round the corner like Charon's boat
I wore the night terrors like a coat
Gaberdine in the rain, three story brownstone
Whole block watch the fire rage
Lord have mercy on whatever remainеd
Cavorting in the flame, I'm courting her
Romе wasn't built in a day
Dominatrix, she built the pyramids with slaves
They only call me when conditions is grave
The sea retreated as far as the eye can see from my wave
Wild animals grow to love they cage
Cannibal tours, the tourist's gnawing for days
Marveling at the flavor
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Zooted and booted in bodega
Browsing Black & Milds
Eyeing and pressed out for the two-block walk from public housing
He do it for him, pay you no mind
You should do the same, how he advise
The few that ask, get your own house in order
By the door he keep a jar full of nickels, dimes, quarters
By the bed he keep a bible open and can most definitely quote it
In reply to various dumb nigga notions
To his mother a nigga devoted
Even in death he set two places for dinner
Even if it's Chinese take away, he come home
And eat off of a plate, not with you sinners
Cold milk before bed, then he lay his head but tonight
It's a knock at the door (tonight)
It's gunshots in the hall
It's a crocodile waddlin' along the foor
Swollen with meat
It's a crack in the wall that widens slightly
Every time he at the store or making something to eat
Dreams and children hide in father's belt while he sleep
Drunk, went and woke, beat him anyway
Grunting with every punch
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight