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cyhi the prynce - elephant in the room lyrics

[intro]
ayo cyhi what the f-ck bro?
we’ve been waiting for your d-mn alb-m for years man
what the f-ck is kanye doing
how about you get the f-ck up and get something done
drop that shit
if i were you i’d stop being a little b-tch
grab an ak, load that shit up, get out there and drag kanye’s -ss out

[sample]
shake me down, not a lot of people left around
who knows now, softly laying on the ground

[verse 1]
hey ye, do you know what it feel like
to really be signed to you in real life?
have you ever wrote a song
and you know you about to say something wrong but you still right?
i hope when i’m done that we still tight
but why wasn’t i on the cover of the complex?
you must’ve seen what i did to funk flex
ya sean my n-gg- but i’m coming after sean next
sit the f-ck down mr. west, i ain’t done yet
while you’re in your little lambo on sunset
i’m riding with a gun next to me
and it sounds like a little boy playing with a drum set
and it hold a hundred rounds
cause when you come around n-gg-s quick to gun you down
you’ll be found on the other side of town somewhere, n-gg-
(softly laying on the ground)
get the f-ck up

[hook]
in my life i have seen people walk into the sea
just to find memories plagued by constant misery
their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
in my life

[verse 2]
welcome to def jam
ok, everybody on the f-cking floor
you and you by the double doors
that was three shots and it holds 15
so that means i got a dozen more
now that everybody’s on one accord
i’ma tell you what i’m coming for
i want a new million dollar deal on my pub
in the pretty brick house like the commodores
oh now everybody’s getting kidnapped
take you back to your crib while your kids nap
and if your wife walk in, start screaming in my ear
then the b-tch is getting b-tch slapped
i’ma make it look like a mishap
cut the tv on so they won’t hear this shit clap
and i’ve got two guns, they gon’ think it’s suicide
cause you shot yourself with this strap
(what the f-ck cyhi what are you doing this for?)
cause n-body want to listen to the kid rap
ok, my n-gg- pusha shit snap
nah i’m lying man that shit’s cr-p
ok, teyana got a fat -ss
but she won’t let n-body in the clique tap
and there ain’t gon’ be no new yeezy alb-m
cause he in the the trunk with his mouth taped and his wrists wrapped
*mumbling* shut the f-ck up n-gg-! shut the f-ck up!

*alarm blaring*

- cyhi the prynce lyrics

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