Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
If he don't show up, think i can take his place
People look at my like i am a mental case
Yeah hail mary full of grace
In court declaring my case
A blatant case of weighted hatred,
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains
Fuck it when my pencil breaks
Kills any body with just his pencil.
You all niggas ain't even on my level
Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal
Sit and think sinful, so i grab the mic and shrink pencil,
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
Move like i’m walking with an open case
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