Текст песни Akeem and Semmi - Arch Bishop feat. Charlie Bars

I′m like chemistry and algebra
And super mario calendars comic book wallpaper Diamond mines in africa
Trap moves makin me dollar signs I'm askin fa
Out cha mind thinkin you can write the rhyme I mastered mine
Literally a mastermind
Askin the pastor to pass me mines
I′m god body donation plate mines you can have the dimes
I body verses just to pass time
It's acid bombs every last response it murderous
If You rap that ass is mine
No homo tho
I'm talkin bombing like it′s cosovo
From Yugoslavia body ya on every single open note
I′ll quote a goat I ain't no joke I′ll slit cha throat
Pull ya tongue out from the open hole and pop eye out ya skull
My only goal is getin this money that's all I know
Raised off wu-gambino intros la cosa Nostra
I been supposed ta got knocked
Been trappin since a 12 year older
I had the green clear case pager the Motorola
I had the flip phone razor
We were solar bowling
Purple color colored herbal
With yellow globs all on it

We pack bags in technicolor
Pass the collection plate
In galoshes on Slauson
Sum rainy dayz be awesome
Blue raspberry chorus - wit Ice Water caution
I approach every situation
Wit elevation as the destination Imagine my recent reservations
But because of the covid
I had to pause and hold it
But I′m still axel foley wit 2 guava mimosas
She was tipsy from the whiskey spilt some on the sofa
Then she Upended all the upholstery like she was on Oprah
Lookin for car keys the world spins off of her sleeve
Everybody seems to think less, of
What she achieves
But not me the gods recognize what we see
From a certain degree
It's just different chapters to read
I consider myself a bookmark
It′s more about ya finish than ya start But you can't tear them patterns apart
Cuz It's woven in tapestry
Carole king Rapsody
Active the masterpiece black Mona lis
In the ghetto streets
Where it′s famine and rarely feast
This is where we eat
And pray for Jesus to wash our feet
It′s like the legend of Zelda the way the graphics failed us
Now we doin hard time for drug paraphernalia
When White privilege is the ultimate cheat code
To Go to any level on the game and reload
They go altered beast mode Richard Greco
Put perico in the grassroot now look what he sold
That ready rock was like Freddie on every block
Nightmares in the city of angels stories wit heavy plots
Jack Kerouac could never tell my story facts
Everyday a different climax for characters who lack
Black Cinemax soundtrack where sinners clap
Back and forth where Ken and Pat
Had they last dinner at... my nigga