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

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

Yo, I'm from the home of the ghosts-es, water and wokeness
Water and roaches, drugs and overdoses
How you approach Philly is where the dope is
My uncles Reds and Willy is still the
Whole shit steady, we nit and deadly
As a heart attack, me, the pitbulls is petty
Already infamous, limitless, Getty
temperament, you start shit, we endin' it
It's mad last wishes, gas kisses
The thin line savants and savages
Your life depend on the laws of averages
The difference between and white is mad privilege
For Lucifer, sun of the
Who swore ignored every one of them warnings
But try to run for cover under one of awnings
'Cause here the come
Tell the Lord time for His performance

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

I got million in homes three hours apart
Drug dealer tastes, I think I in the dark
I only do to keep hitting my mark
And you motherfuckers you ain't good as you thought
Let's go, Panamera in a pandemic
The work got grill lines when the searing
Give you the whole clip to let your mans it
The pallbearer to them so they can all fear it
Ulterior with the motives
package like I'm POTUS
I'm just in on what they owe us
They say the winter is the coldest
fur hanging off the shoulder
What's worse? The or the curse?
The only way to celebrate a death is with a
That seat can be converted to a hearse
I mean every word you think it's just a verse
I'm

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

Just as soon as the sun rise, the night
You was building pyramids and African
pale-skin savages was straight had light eyes
Was still eatin' raw meat and could light fires
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 before I drove a Mulsanne
Five keys of gold on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by black women, African king
And I'm gonna go to 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 official unofficial mayor of my
Learned my lesson the crack trapped in school of high thoughts
Push the D like Pusha T and kept my mind Thought
Render is the ender, what the fuck you thought?
Michael Render, he the ender, what the fuck you
God