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allan kingdom - mandela lyrics

[intro]
yeah, right to it
this one dedicated to my ancestors and my descendants
shout out charlie heat
shout out dj booth

[verse 1]
oh, give me room, i done grew from my womb
where the [?] out g
who all -ssume, this is not an option?
cause you’re all the bitter i see
dude give me room when you see me outside
step back, get your feathers off me
if you isn’t riskin’ you a mothaf-ckin’ chicken
take a chance
cause you could do better, man
you could do way better!
i be snappin’ out of compet-tion
doing what i want, cause f-ck tradition
came up in the game, to flame
for you too
little nappy n-gga
insane god who knew?
cooz, cooz
looking in a pot
momma is a chemist
equation isn’t equal to what [?]
tell me she ain’t got the goodest son
i be working hard, i think you should let me feed her some
i be workin’ overtime
i think that i over rhyme
message up the decimals
on the check that i’m suppose to sign
n-gga’s should know overtime
message up the vegetables
i be thinking so divine
daddy isn’t close to mine
i think i should let you know
momma’s country colonized
daddy’s ain’t apologized
i think that you owe me though
let me dough
i just wanna eat, it’s getting messy though
every time i speak, it’s like i’m extraterrestrial
mad time spent getting real at lunch
just beating on the table
i got a rhyme, still didn’t accept me though
never got b-tched out
lady got pumped
who could take your b-tch now?
who woulda thought?
i think i’ve got a grip on a new idea
show love, don’t fear
yo’ spear don’t run

[verse 2]
yeah there’s some ch0r-s in the house
but it’s a war outside
beat the p-ssy n-gga’s out
shut the door outside
can’t even handle what you gave
but you wouldn’t try to pay
but your momma need the cake
but the economy insane
gettin’ crazy in the house
but it’s a war outside
let me dish those n-gga’s out
cut the chord outside
used to ramble on a page
then you rambled on the stage
when the people need a way
ain’t you tired of being lame?
ain’t you tired of being sane?
ain’t you tired of being named?
the wrong side n-gga’s on the wrong side
you know you inspired me to change
ain’t you tired of being changed?
so swat you, watch the wrist drop
throw rocks and the fish watch
somewhere on the lake and the evergreens wavey
starin’ at the water, mister you could never tame me

[outro]
yeah, that peanut b-tter prince, n-gga
yeah, you love me
take this part out, i don’t know what to say

- allan kingdom lyrics

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