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BLACK FEAT. PUSHA T, SWIZZ BEATZ & KILLER MIKE - GOOD 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
bugs and roaches, drugs and overdoses
How you approach Philly is where the dope is
My uncles Reds and is still the goldsmiths
Whole steady, we close nit and deadly
As a heart attack, trust me, the pitbulls is
Already infamous, limitless, Getty
Vile temperament, you start shit, we it
It's mad last wishes, gas kisses
The thin line savants and savages
Your life could depend on the of averages
The difference 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 them
'Cause here the come
Tell the time for His encore performance

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

I got four million in three hours apart
dealer tastes, I think I glow in the dark
I only do features to keep my mark
And show you you ain't good as you thought
go, Panamera shopping in a pandemic
The got grill lines when the pan's searing
Give you the whole clip to let mans hear it
The pallbearer next to them so can all fear it
Ulterior motives with the
package like I'm POTUS
I'm just cashing in on they owe us
They say the winter is the coldest
fur hanging 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 every word while you think it's just a verse
I'm

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

Just as as the sun rise, the night dies
You was building pyramids and empires
Where savages was straight had light eyes
Was still eatin' raw meat and barely light fires
Before we ever sold cocaine, we civilized
You are not the first black man in the
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
keys of gold sittin' on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by women, west African king
And I'm go to Ghana to reclaim my name
these chump rappers rap about the shit they cop
Man, I cop my block, and this shit don't
I'm the unofficial mayor of my city
Learned my from the crack trapped in school of high thoughts
Push the D like Pusha T and my mind Black Thought
Michael is the ender, what the fuck you thought?
Michael Render, he the ender, what the fuck you
God