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BLACK THOUGHT FEAT. PUSHA T, SWIZZ BEATZ & KILLER MIKE - MORNING

Good
morning
Good
Grime Music,
Hey, good
Hey, morning
Hey (Good morning)
Hey

Yo, I'm the home of the ghosts-es, water plugs and wokeness
Water bugs and roaches, drugs and
How you approach this? Philly is the dope is
My uncles Reds and Willy is the goldsmiths
Whole steady, we close nit and deadly
As a attack, trust me, the pitbulls is petty
Already infamous, limitless, Images
Vile temperament, you start shit, we it
It's mad last wishes, gas mask
The line between savants and savages
Your life could on the laws of averages
The difference between black and white is mad
For Lucifer, sun of the
Who swore we'd ignored every one of warnings
But try to run for cover one of them awnings
'Cause here the storm
Tell the Lord time for His performance

morning
Good
Hey (Good morning)
Hey (Good morning)
Fuck that shit, on the up
Dreaming every day of get my cake up
Hey, hey

I got four million in three hours apart
Drug dealer tastes, I think I in the dark
I do features to keep hitting my mark
And show you motherfuckers you good as you thought
Let's go, Panamera in a pandemic
The work got grill lines the pan's searing
Give you the whole clip to let your hear it
The next to them so they can all fear it
Ulterior motives the motives
Bulletproof package I'm POTUS
I'm just cashing in on what owe us
They say the coming winter is the
Celine fur off the shoulder
What's The gift or the curse?
The only way to celebrate a death is with a
That Maybach can be converted to a hearse
I mean every word while you think it's a verse
I'm

morning
Good
Hey (Good morning)
Hey (Hold on)

as soon as the sun rise, the night dies
You was building pyramids and African
Where savages was straight had light eyes
Was still eatin' raw meat and barely could light
Before we ever cocaine, we civilized Spain
You are not the first man in the Mediterranean
Shit, you lying to impress, you was just
I look at you the disdain of an old shit stain
How you product of a God and you worship a
I was God in the flesh before I a Mulsanne
Five of gold sittin' on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by black women, west king
And I'm go to Ghana to reclaim my name
While these chump rappers rap about the they cop
Man, I cop my block, and this shit don't
I'm the official mayor of my city
Learned my lesson from the crack trapped in of high thoughts
Push the D like Pusha T and kept my Black Thought
Michael Render is the ender, the fuck you thought?
Render, he the ender, what the fuck you thought?
God