[Verse 1] My blade guts like a wood plank Thank my wrist, I just might faint Shoot the messenger, I just might faint Send the drone away, clear no trace Pew-pew, Fallin' Skies, Dyson Grid, make it disappear Banana on the heater, where's the Challenger? Now I see ya Her lil' coochie flex hard on my [Verse 2] Wanna rock TFs with the Limestone She got SBSs, chocolate tones I be at the sample station, Platos style She feelin' Luvi Glasses for me, know I got style Skeezer feet in the Rio rip Venom hit the ceiling, New York strip Burn like Bobby on the last rip Burberry number nine, last print [Chorus] I've got the last copy of this record Smoothed out from saline solution They say it's all real, but it's not redemption That's why I keep the files forever [Verse 3] The decline in profits has hit waters hard uninformed I'm speaking from experience Broke all eyelids, shut closed from vision loss I toss that old soul a slice of comfort from life's lust Rated M Grandfather watchin' me feel luxurious [Verse 4] I was raised properly I think about the subsequent losses to comfortable lives accompany If bread was the agony, then comedy's lovely Mother's beautiful, but my pop's ain't rusty After map topology's studies on Sundays Let me get a moment for Morpheus's grace [Chorus] I've got the last copy of this record Smoothed out from saline solution They say it's all real, but it's not redemption That's why I keep the files forever [Bridge] Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Maybe in five years, they'll give me credit for what I did Pay the royalties to my kid Most Williams like me didn't live this long Living or deceased, they forgive you not
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