Lyrics Metropolis.lrc JID
[id: pshksvpv]
[ar: JID]
[al: Bears Like This Too]
[ti: Metropolis]
[length: 06:18]
[00:01.03]Let me tell y’all what this must be
[00:03.73]A couple keys wrapped under the Christmas tree
[00:06.85]A few panhandlin’, black Mandarins
[00:09.23]One off of Candler and the others off of Campbellton, uh
[00:12.86]Eye level, they wanna see us
[00:14.91]But it’s hard to chop a sequoia to a tree stump with a butter knife
[00:18.50]That shit would take an eon
[00:20.55]I was ridin’ down E. Ponce de Leon with my nigga Keyon
[00:24.18]Seen a fly girl in some Yves Saint Laurent’s
[00:27.40]I was like “Ooh, girl, you Beyoncé? You could be my fiancé”
[00:31.55]What’s your name? She said Dion
[00:33.55]Cool, that’s unisex, I’m thinkin’ how I can get me and you to sex
[00:37.55]Lil’ jokey-joke, Jiddy J.I.D, Marty Mar
[00:40.44]Never had an Audemar and never drove a foreign car
[00:43.64]I’m just a gifted ass Georgia boy
[00:46.09]It’s a difference between gifts and talent, so peep the balance
[00:49.55]Nigga been workin’ until his hand get calluses
[00:52.92]Tryna eat somethin’ fatter than DJ Khaled is
[00:56.18]Mind scrabble, dibble dabble, slam the gavel
[00:58.53]Long travel roads, fuckin’ hoes
[01:00.33]Probably won’t get on til I’m fucking old
[01:04.13]
[01:20.14]I ripped the teeth out from under your brain, these drums is insane
[01:23.56]I’m out of my space-time continuum frame
[01:26.27]And I had to throw my hands up, rock your head like the ninja
[01:29.19]You couldn’t fit on this if it was wide as the Pacific
[01:32.38]I’m tired of tusslin’ with ya’, I’m tired of bussin’ with ya’
[01:35.23]Dawg, it’s been nuts since we was taking little rusty pictures
[01:38.42]Fuck you niggas, step on, step on up
[01:40.28]Take yo’ ass right back to school, now with a million paper cuts
[01:43.48]Wake the dead up out their sleep, y’all with a message I don’t mess
[01:46.30]As I’m caught up in the embrace of her dreamy labias
[01:49.50]And them freaky flow of patterns cheerin’ and clappin’ at us
[01:52.77]Really, we’ve yet to act up
[01:54.04]And we strapped up, high like NASA, so I suggest you back up
[01:57.36]If I fell out of my head, suspended in the lap of a real goddess
[02:02.02]She look down while canoein’ through that silver linin’
[02:05.05]Would you still try me?
[02:06.65]With that safety on, darlin’, would you still eye me?
[02:09.58]Feel like the type to loan pearls out, interest steady climbing
[02:12.48]Hi, Miss, you gon’ have to rotate now, I miss steady shining
[02:16.17]Guess I hit the game like Kanye had did
[02:19.67]Heads up, woulda been clutch, right?
[02:22.57]Really tryin’, God, not to miss my window
[02:25.93]Blind sniper in the dark of the night
[02:28.31]Back spasms for the nights you napped on
[02:30.76]Back crackin’, black boner all up in her backbone
[02:33.64]Stop actin’, shed that skin, pop the capsule
[02:36.08]Leave your body back home
[02:37.45]Then Bankhead Bounce to the other side of life, I get my naps on
[02:40.39]Bear that shit
[02:41.13]My skin’s a target, hard to compare that shit
[02:43.59]If it look good on you, then they gon’ hate than a bitch
[02:46.64]Wear that shit, rule of thumb
[02:48.29]Cowards scared as fuck to do what ain’t been done
[02:50.46]I’m just scared as fuck to show up to God with the “I ain’t done”
[02:53.53]Look on my face, I ain’t one to run in place
[02:55.98]And try and not to pull a Drac’ ’cause it’s my first time in here
[02:59.67]Really caught me at the fuckin’ worst time in here
[03:02.85]West Side, so you know it’s hearse time in here
[03:05.27]So don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[03:08.66]In yo’ principal office, been suspended before
[03:11.55]Put some acid on your tongue, I recommended it, bro
[03:14.76]Earth, wind, fire, air bendin’ these hoes
[03:17.63]And don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[03:21.09]Mama watched me, wondered where the fuck my energy go
[03:23.93]Probably the same place where my memories go
[03:27.15]To infinity, bro, you ain’t feelin’ me though
[03:30.15]From the land of red clay and lottery worship
[03:33.59]Where all of these murders is definitely probably on purpose
[03:36.24]And all the colicky children getting put out of the churches
[03:39.42]The preacher mean-muggin’ your mama like, “Swallow ya’ words, bitch!”
[03:43.94]What makes a prodigy worthless?
[03:45.41]How ’bout taking a shitty job ’cause economy hurtin’?
[03:48.98]When you see the face of God, you ain’t gotta be nervous
[03:52.18]Especially if in your life you tried to follow your purpose
[03:54.82]You could’ve been a serial killer with the coolest symbol
[03:58.03]Three razor cuts in the forehead of the fifth victim
[04:00.93]Illuminati, numerology, triangular prism
[04:04.12]Pendulum swingin’, maybe later I’ll be bangin’ some bitches
[04:07.09]Ain’t gotta explain to you niggas, we all know danger’s appealin’
[04:10.51]We all know pain’s the realest way to try to say what you feelin’
[04:14.43]It’s amazin’, got malaise from my illness
[04:16.67]And that’s a double entendre, but I don’t expect y’all to feel this
[04:19.56]Not from the dreamy bohemian or the loopiest nubian
[04:22.63]Got the gluteus maximus? Then we makin’ a movie
[04:25.82]Doctur D’s the definition of a perfect lunatic
[04:28.89]That means I’ll probably fuckin’ lose it if I catch the moon a bit
[04:32.30]Ben Hill, southwest, where my fuckin’ goonies live
[04:35.21]They all’a murk you for my baby brother if you fool with him
[04:38.34]And I’m the lamest nigga in the squad and I’m like Superman
[04:41.56]So it probably would behoove you to try to and be cool with them
[04:44.47]My umbilical was cut by the horses bite
[04:47.69]’Cause I was born in a manger on the darkest night
[04:50.83]I was born in the danger, I was forced to fight
[04:53.58]Forced to learn the Force before the night that Obi-Wan could die
[04:57.79]A lot of dilated eyes claim to see the light
[05:01.17]But all they ever see is seeds and saplings die
[05:04.93]So who’s the victim, look inside
[05:08.34]Ight
[05:09.15]And don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[05:12.38]Red carpet on my toes, red Haans on the Coal
[05:15.36]And you can stare like a nigga never been here before
[05:18.79]We’ll be wringin’ out your soul when the feeling gets old
[05:21.69]So don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[05:24.83]In yo’ principal office, been suspended before
[05:28.07]Put some acid on your tongue, I recommended it, bro
[05:30.90]Earth, wind, fire, air bendin’ these hoes
[05:33.97]And don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[05:37.29]Mama watched me, wondered where the fuck my energy go
[05:40.11]Probably the same place where my memories go
[05:43.38]To infinity, bro, you ain’t feelin’ me though
[05:46.20]And don’t you dare act like we never been here before
[05:49.75]Mama watched me, wondered where the fuck my energy go
[05:52.64]Probably the same place where my memories go
[05:55.85]To infinity, bro, you ain’t feelin’ me though
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