They call me the god of night and the king of days
Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place
Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,
I say what my mind speak
If he don't show up, think i can take his place
Never had fights even on the coldest of days
The day before is better than the present
Give them something to live for instead of the week end,
A week, while the rest of the time you’re in a fucking daze
I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
Every other week im in the station
A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,
We all here, from the dealers to the kids
Because its basically blatant were at the end of our days
I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case
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