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    Gun in the holster be
    Right in the upholstery
    Somewhere right close to me
    Just in case the rollers be
    Rolling on the G
    My woman keep it in the hosiery
    I'm known in my town
    In those strips where high-rollers be
    I'm up early, where the money folders sippin' Folgers be
    A country boy chilling in Brooklyn like Lefty spoke for me
    Fuck with us
    You fuck with the truth, we speak openly
    Never a rat, like Donnie Brasco, though
    Cause there ain't no hoe in me

    Notice me, senpai!, they cry when I choke their speak
    I'll set this crooked city on fire to light the smokery
    Old timers speak of us hushed and clutch their rosaries
    I lust after greatness, I'm aiming right at its ovaries
    Better run from the future palooka (haul off)
    You acting like it's safe when the revolution's been (called off)
    There's liars on the loose, if we listen to you we're (all lost)
    The takers of the jewels never singing a tune at (all soft)

    My mama said that I'm not living right
    She said: I'm crying on you
    She said: I waited up for you all night
    I said: I'm trying mama
    My mama said that I'm not living right
    She said: I'm crying on you
    She said: I waited up for you all night
    I said: I'm trying mama

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    I smoke the holy herb, get high as hell and meditate
    Swear to God, shit's so good, fat boy'll levitate
    God gift to man, how the fuck they try to legislate
    Mom's, she recovering, tell me I over-medicate
    I tell her: Holy fuck, Jesus Christ, give me a fucking break
    She said. Don't curse your mama, goddammit
    And threw a dinner plate (damn)

    I heard it in Brooklyn where all the sinners stay
    You running out of ways to go fuck yourself, I will innovate
    The skin of your shitty grin will disintegrate
    Every sickening sentence'll cheapen the tricks you venerate
    Set the phaser to face-plate-incinerate
    Run the Jewels, run with the Borg, baby, assimilate

    My mama said that I'm not living right
    She said: I'm crying on you
    She said: I waited up for you all night"
    I said: I'm trying mama
    My mama said that I'm not living right
    She said: I'm crying on you
    She said: I waited up for you all night"
    I said: I'm trying mama

    My mama said that I'm not living right
    (They want us die, mama)
    My mama said that I'm not living right
    (But I ain't crying, mama)
    My mama said that I'm not living right
    (You raised a liar mama
    Now you lying, mama)
    My mama said that I'm not living right
    I said: I'm trying mama
    (I'm crying on you, crying on you)
    I said: I'm trying mama

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    Composición: Jaime Meline, Michael Santigo Render, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz y Wilder Zoby Schwartz

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