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• Artiste: Injury Reserve
• Titre: Postpostpartum
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Don't you know? I had my arms open Soak it all in Postpostpartum This go hard and we all in Don't you know? I had my arms open Soak it all in I was postpartum But please, don't guard him Pardon me for yawnin' Nigga, we all in I was talkin' jargon We was posted on the wall While I see who's wildin' Word, word Nigga, we all in, peace, oh (Check it, yeah) I was hurtin' from birthin' niggas Shit, got into my mental yeah All these little lowercase T's All these instrumentals, oh, please This gon' be gentle, yeah Drawn from the stencils, eh Seein' all the itty-bitty knees, all about to tremble But see, why am I salty, yeah? Shit, I should be honored, yeah But now thеy runnin' laps around me See, that's the problem you see I'm just doin' my thing But thеn they profit like bees To a pollen, now see They see my problem And you look around and the love's just light like the moon (My little man, you wouldn't need more, (?) of all this) I'm birthin' niggas Nigga, you birthin' niggas (?) (They gonna follow through (?) It's hardly just begun) I'd rather burn at the stake than boil in a pot But you gotta pull in from the roots when you pull the plug (?) It's been a blessing just to see you grow But as soon you see red I should've seen red, shit You already know, we tried every angle Turned over every trick, every stone, shit One more to go, (?) turn into my C's (?) free nigga, geronimo I had my arms to the sea but now they gotta go And you look around and the love's just light like the moon (So we gotta go) Maybe you birthin' niggas Nigga, you birthin' niggas (?) I gotta be, gotta, gotta be free (?) (?) (?) wildin'