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super chron flight brothers - reggie miller lyrics

[intro:]
what would you do if i sang out of tune?
would you stand up and walk out on me?
lend me your ears and i’ll sing you a song
i will try not to sing out of key

[verse 1: billy woods]
a business proposition for you
rhyme books pure gold, greatest stories never told
p-wn shop said twenty-five beans, sold
what can i say, you can’t eat soul
and it’s the fine line ‘tween drag [?] grave
jail cells and heydays, cl-ssics is stuff that’s just old, sixth grade
dead program and mean mugging cops, paper football, i got the props
tenth grade we discovered rocks, yeah sh-t done changed
the more it changed the more it stayed the same, that dumb sh-t
we smoked dumb bricks, dumb c-ssettes, bag of nicks
phillies split, wu tang hoodies, we was down at fifths
that old irk and jerk, nowadays x-dro is just person
frowned if it ain’t grippy, hotel rooms piffy
easing yachts down the panama c-n-l, jacking city
twist the dial, slow mo on the fake t-tties, godfathers like black and mild

[interlude:]
there are a lot of things about junior high life that might seem simple to an outside, but they’re not. take the fifteen minutes before homeroom every morning. what you do with those fifteen minutes is pretty much everything there is to say about you as a human being

[verse 2: priviledge]
tenuous situations got my mind racing, facing on a daily basis son
streets drive my crazy these days, turned to weed for stress
but found cess sessions trying to plague decisions made
had to make concessions confessions of a dangerous mind
labor intensive you’ll find, some -ssembly required
stay on the grind like drill beds and jackhammers
plastic tubes where train wreck a jack carol
label motherf-ckers like a price gun
rubber peet touch, light your life up
cover buzz with so much keef, they call them beach b-ms
sand in every crack and crevice, hash plan had to get it
in the pounds of domination, shuttle to the meeting place
trevy fountain, throw a leary in the wishing place
way from the geleterian, gelate in hand
international students back for my bag
with the grams wrap four full plates of food
make the move for [?] to drive you up
by midnight i’m the genus blowing trees on a gondola

[interlude:]
i think it—maybe before the speech, people thought of negroes as a group that maybe they didn’t like. but the speech made them realize the negroes are just people, and they have the same [?] that all other people do

[outro:]
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