Critical Acclaim - Ghais Guevara.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ghais Guevara
[00:00.331]Well, I could hear it in the suite, in the hotel suite
[00:08.284]And then sometimes when I went, when Kim lived on 70th-somethin' street
[00:13.218]And I would go upstairs wit' Diddy, you could hear the shit in the hallway
[00:20.064]And I would just shake my head when he'd come out
[00:47.054]Every terror has a biblical script
[00:49.375]So he could reason wit' error and the sins he commit
[00:52.294]It's written, 6:32, your Proverbs read strong
[00:55.138]Know that I bleed long, when your enkephalin jogs
[00:58.251]And you pack your bags then you hurry home
[01:00.953]Tryin' to purify the house of those who taught me wrong
[01:03.851]Ubiquitous in our hip-hop songs
[01:05.989]Commemoration of the patriarchal brawn that the man brought on
[01:09.636]Look, matrifocal focus was stripped and beat to a limp
[01:12.591]Loose coinin' of the terms, heard your boy was a simp
[01:15.478]Sweaty palms when I boggle in awe, tryin' to be one wit' my God
[01:18.993]Why she get it backwards and label me as a dog?
[01:21.953]Told my homie start puttin' me on, he Edward Snowden from the whip
[01:25.535]Got her wishin' she could just disappear
[01:27.656]Titillated in a way you would fear, we not the same
[01:30.614]How you ****in' on a girl that don't want to show face?
[01:33.950]Familiar through flesh, but she don't got a name
[01:36.764]Pain in the chest, nigga, that's a cold case
[01:39.615]Said you's a flirt, but you really just vain
[01:42.499]Said she'd come through but she never really came
[01:45.416]Niggas catchin' bodies for the critical acclaim
[01:48.258]You just caught a body, but you feel no shame
[01:51.133]You just caught a body, but you feel no shame
[01:53.968]What a shame, what a shame, what a shame, uh
[01:56.619]Shawty so thick, he get blurred lines
[01:58.501]He took the whole riff, now the court say he got to pay a fine
[02:01.808]What's the price on pride? Had to drop everythin' I'm doin'
[02:04.687]'Cause she tryin' to move forward, but the past keep pursuin'
[02:07.725]She recalls every thought, every smell, every sound
[02:10.605]Every touch, every detail way too much
[02:13.182]Face in our hands, recollection of times wit' my mans
[02:16.171]The one who'd rather do a whole fight than a dance
[02:19.330]It's a trance, big bro'd the most dishonorable nigga
[02:21.925]Villainous instances where I found a fatherly figure
[02:24.864]'Cause I was dodgin' the nigga, had me rockin' two pairs of jeans
[02:28.374]**** the other shit, them other niggas gettin' to the cream
[02:31.171]Nowadays, I hear the late-night screams and bad dreams
[02:34.024]'Cause a nigga's big bro made her misery his theme
[02:36.818]Metal in my palm for I hated my enablement
[02:39.679]One weird move from a nigga, l'ma blaze his shit
[02:43.071]But when you movin' off guilt then the love ain't the same
[02:46.086]You doin' this for her or is you tryin' to save face?
[02:49.049]We know your intentions, and you finna see the day
[02:51.916]Heard you pick and choose when a shawty should be saved
[02:54.794]Heard you catchin' bodies for the critical acclaim
[02:57.679]You just want the body just to heal your shame
[03:00.539]You just want the body just to heal your shame
[03:03.332]What a shame, what a shame, what a shame, uh
[03:05.984]And I can't say I embody yo' strife
[03:08.676]But I've walked down wit' that feelin' in life
[03:11.536]The best-kept secrets eat our core
[03:14.342]Until we can't feel joy anymore