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masta b - pots and plates lyrics

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and i’m a pharaoh to the peasants
like a pimp to your b-tches
thought i don’t stack riches
other words a real g*nius
man i got to keep the pace
you and i ain’t the same
don’t mix the pots and the plates

first thing first
let me smoke and create universe
take off at 4:43 no you won’t need your purse

i me the king of everything would you be my queen
we could reign for ever in the kingdom of the steam

my heart is spinning, eyes closed
my mind’s f-cked up
x2

smoked out riding elephants
but you can fly
hood on because
the sp-ce is cold when i’m high

sincerely yours
metaphorically doomed
mentally abused so if i was you
i wouldn’t bust a move
the thrill of the truth
the evil and good man
i tried to choose but i’ve been told the booze cannot cure all the bruises

now i’m starting at the sky waiting for my signal
i could tell you all i see but it’s beyond your comprehension

and i’m a pharaoh to the peasants
like a pimp to your b-tches
thought i don’t stack riches
man i got to keep the pace
other words a real g*nius
you and i ain’t the same
don’t mix the pots and the plates

- masta b lyrics

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