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

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

Yo, I'm the home of the ghosts-es, water plugs and wokeness
Water bugs and roaches, and overdoses
How you approach this? Philly is the dope is
My uncles and Willy is still the goldsmiths
shit steady, we close nit and deadly
As a heart attack, trust me, the is petty
infamous, limitless, Getty Images
Vile temperament, you start shit, we it
It's mad wishes, gas mask kisses
The thin line between and savages
Your life depend on the laws of averages
The between black and white is mad privilege
For Lucifer, sun of the
Who we'd ignored every one of them warnings
But try to run for cover under one of awnings
here the storm come
Tell the Lord time for His encore

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

I got four million in three hours apart
Drug dealer tastes, I think I in the dark
I only do features to hitting my mark
And you motherfuckers you ain't good as you thought
Let's go, Panamera shopping in a
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 with the
Bulletproof package like I'm
I'm just cashing in on what owe us
say the coming winter is the coldest
Celine fur off the shoulder
What's The gift or the curse?
The way to celebrate a death is with a birth
That seat can be converted to a hearse
I mean every word while you think it's just a
I'm

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

Just as soon as the sun rise, the dies
You was building and African empires
Where pale-skin savages was straight had eyes
Was still eatin' raw meat and could light fires
we ever sold cocaine, we civilized Spain
You are not the first man in the Mediterranean
Shit, you lying to impress, you was just
I at you with the disdain of an old shit stain
How you of a God and you worship a man?
I was God in the flesh I drove a Mulsanne
Five keys of sittin' on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by black women, west African
And I'm gonna go to Ghana to my name
While these chump rap about the shit they cop
Man, I cop my block, and shit don't stop
I'm the official unofficial mayor of my
my lesson from the crack trapped in school of high thoughts
Push the D like Pusha T and kept my mind Black
Michael Render is the ender, what the fuck you
Michael Render, he the ender, what the fuck you
God