Текст песни Black Friday - Frank Martin
The
whole
industry
been
in
shambles
Everybody
fugazi,
I'm
just
changing
the
channel
Kendrick
Lamar,
the
people's
champion,
I'm
animal
for
analysts
Career
damaging
verses,
meditating
with
candles
lit
I
like
my
raps
extra
prolific
Since
freestyling
on
lunch
tables
and
park
benches
And
I
won't
mention
my
ten
thousand
hours
in
training
While
juggling
gang-banging,
my
balancing
was
tremendous
And
now
we
look
at
the
competition
as
quick
submission
They
tappin'
out
before
we
even
get
a
chance
to
miss
'em
What
this
about,
is
it
money
or
skill?
Maybe
it's
both
and
I
got
large
amounts
of
it,
it's
real
You
see
my
oath
is
very
unbreakable,
My
style
is
never
mistakable
I
can
see
y'all
incapable
To
be
the
God
emcees,
you
know
me
well
Ridiculous,
venomous,
hate
in
my
heart,
The
sinister
Run
for
cover,
my
lineage
prove
itself
I'm
rollin'
deep
in
that
paper
like
two
Adeles
Before
scholars,
I
flowed
tighter
than
virgin
lips
We
had
to
shake
the
game
up
and
you're
flying
through
turbulence
Everything
is
high
stakes
nowadays,
that's
how
it
played
nowadays
It's
like
an
8-ball
to
the
face
nowadays
I'm
laced
nowadays,
my
gun
is
off
the
waist
nowadays
It's
seven
figures
and
retainer
for
the
case
nowadays,
I'm
talking
Higher
power,
every
other
hour
since
Eddie
Bauer
Since
stash
boxes
and
lead
showers,
breaking
the
padlock
And
the
dead
coward
dying
a
thousand
deaths,
entire
lion
Surround
itself
with
bears,
watch
it
nigga,
you
share
a
profit,
ah!
This
is
what
they
want,
I'm
the
oneThis
is
vintage
from
1980
- somethin'
I'm
the
son
of
the
pioneer
that
got
you
niggas
on
Play
with
him,
bitch
you
better
off
voting
for
Donald
Trump
I'm
yelling
Mr
Kanye
West
for
president
He
probably
let
me
get
some
head
inside
the
residence
I'm
in
the
White
House
goin'
all
out
Bumping
College
Dropout,
God-bless
Americans
Nothing
more
influential
than
rap
music
I
merge
jazz
fusion
with
the
trap
musicI
mix
black
soul
with
some
rock
and
roll
They
never
box
me
in,
I'm
David
Blaine-ing
all
you
hoes
Oh
yea,
let's
go
there,
my
DNA
is
DMT,
I'm
so
rare
My
jewelry
now
is
wilder
than
the
new
year
A
locomotive
couldn't
track
me
down
in
my
cobra
Runnin'
this
shit
with
four
pair,
son
of
my
bitch,
I
might
demolish
A
bitch
right
in
front
ya,
Chico,
what
have
you
done
here?
D-Bo,
all
of
it
one
year,
Mississippi
to
California
It
get
annoying,
niggas
wanna
deploy
himAnd
bitches
wanna
adore
him,
but
industry
shitting
for
him
Probably
thinking
it's
for
him,
only
one
me
Swallowed
the
key
and
kicking
the
door
in,
never
leasing
my
foreign
Mr.
Valedictorian
studied
the
game
before
them
Listen
to
you
with
boredom,
baby
rappers,
support
them
To
the
grave
I
deport
them,
corporations
extort
them
I'm
snapping
off
my
endorphins,
I
alien
mighty
morphin'
My
radius
rather
gorgeous,
hundred
bill
to
the
doorman
Hundred
mil
in
my
fortune,
they
call
me
back
in
the
morning
You're
racing
against
the
tortoise,
pace
myself
it's
important
Lace
myself
with
the
wisdom
my
playerism
enormous
So
pay
the
man
for
performance,
saucy
all
of
my
garments
Jimi
Kendrix
performing,
This
fucking
studio
haunted
I
tell
a
bitch
don't
sweat
me
I
kill
this
whole
fuckin'
beat
if
Cole
let
me
Ib
should've
never
sent
the
instrumental
Every
time
I
start
writing
I
get
sentimental
This
shit
is
just
not
fairBut
why
the
fuck
should
I
care?
The
story
of
your
life
here
Two
young
stars
was
born
and
y'all
gon'
die
here
Oh
Lord,
gotta
be
the
yams
Billboard
list
need
2Pac
damn
But
number
9 makes
sure
he
lives
on,
yeah
Hoochie,
coochie,
pussies
in
a
trance
Every
day
a
celebration,
but
even
the
valley
peaking
me
Is
not
validation,
nigga
this
TDE
And
my
doggies
be
salivating,
salaries,
better
ratings
And
casualties
all
around
me,
don't
make
me
do
demonstrations
Whoa
Murder
my
allegations
and
burning
my
finger
traces
Adjourning
my
power
patience
and
earning
royalty
payments
I'm
sorry
y'all
not
relating,
this
party
is
reservated
I
kill
this
whole
muthafucking
beat
if
J.
Cole
say
it
My
nigga
Ib
chopped
the
instrumental,
I
gotta
slay
it
I
gotta
lay
it,
gotta
show
you
fuckers
I'm
not
to
play
with
The
ruckus
had
been
my
favorite,
King
Kunta
the
fuckin'
greatest
Whoa
Burnin'
my
leather-
(Nah
I'm
just
fuckin'
wit
cha)
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