Paroles de World Domination
(Intro)Who the fuck is this Joey Bada$$ nigga son
(Chorus)
Ey yo, who the fuck passed you the mic
And said that you can flow
Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic
Check . . .
Puffing on stramonium
Underground like potholes
The golden fossil
These bars like guarding the smithsonian
These flows is for custodians*
Homeless men, horny goldregen dudes
Risin' my laptop looking at
Red fallopian tube
They like yo Joey you rule
I'm like if only you knew
I'm only in school for cosmology
That's why I act as lonely as you
You see I'm wise behind my years and my peers
So my voice over the snares
Is the only way they hear To be patient , my studies prove
Egyptians ain't shit
'Cause I believe that we could be like Neo in the Matrix
But fuck it I'm erratic
Momma, lock me in the attic please
'Til I draw onto static and my slimatic anatomy
And come out imputed with futures of
Blue Prints and Illmatics
I've been going raw, this just how I feel rappin'
We gave ya'll certain tactics so ya'll can't even gas us
We taught ya'll how to be prepared but still attacking the masses
Y'all better get your caskets
'Cause we 'bout to annihilate
(The new babylon empire)
My empire gate seem the Empire State
I'm on a higher platform
Look at the way they clap for 'em
Never fuck with phony men
'Cause I don't like my back torn
Nigga ask Quan , This that Top Ramen
You ain't used to
Keep it neutral, to scruple and tell em
No beef like noodles
Keep it neutral, just so you can scruple
I tell 'em
No beef like noodles
It's world domination
You're tuned in to my station
Always gotta doobie and a motherfuckin' eighth in
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top
With my fucking team ?
It's world domination
You're tuned in to my station
Always gotta doobie and a motherfuckin' eighth in
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top
With my fucking team
(Chorus)
Ey yo, who the fuck passed you the mic
And said that you can flow
*Point* 'em out bitch, I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic
(Chorus)
Ey yo, who the fuck passed you the mic
And said that you can flow
Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic
Who the fuck passed you the mic
Check . . .
Puffing on stramonium
Underground like potholes
The golden fossil
These bars like guarding the smithsonian
These flows is for custodians*
Homeless men, horny goldregen dudes
Risin' my laptop looking at
Red fallopian tube
They like yo Joey you rule
I'm like if only you knew
I'm only in school for cosmology
That's why I act as lonely as you
You see I'm wise behind my years and my peers
So my voice over the snares
Is the only way they hear To be patient , my studies prove
Egyptians ain't shit
'Cause I believe that we could be like Neo in the Matrix
But fuck it I'm erratic
Momma, lock me in the attic please
'Til I draw onto static and my slimatic anatomy
And come out imputed with futures of
Blue Prints and Illmatics
I've been going raw, this just how I feel rappin'
We gave ya'll certain tactics so ya'll can't even gas us
We taught ya'll how to be prepared but still attacking the masses
Y'all better get your caskets
'Cause we 'bout to annihilate
(The new babylon empire)
My empire gate seem the Empire State
I'm on a higher platform
Look at the way they clap for 'em
Never fuck with phony men
'Cause I don't like my back torn
Nigga ask Quan , This that Top Ramen
You ain't used to
Keep it neutral, to scruple and tell em
No beef like noodles
Keep it neutral, just so you can scruple
I tell 'em
No beef like noodles
It's world domination
You're tuned in to my station
Always gotta doobie and a motherfuckin' eighth in
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top
With my fucking team ?
It's world domination
You're tuned in to my station
Always gotta doobie and a motherfuckin' eighth in
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top
With my fucking team
(Chorus)
Ey yo, who the fuck passed you the mic
And said that you can flow
*Point* 'em out bitch, I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic
(Chorus)
Ey yo, who the fuck passed you the mic
And said that you can flow
Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic
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