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the thought - goose eggs lyrics

[verse: the thought]
i’ve been hanging to it all on a shoestring
who’s the pretty china doll? she’s my boo+thang
tell me, who rang? ’cause i’m expecting a call
do you fight or do you crumble with your back on the wall?
asked if i could stand tall, they said “you may”
that defeats the whole purpose, i do say
no excuses, better give us our due pay
’cause this barely counts as living

[chorus: the thought]
i’m sick of the goose eggs
got the zeroes that you’d hate
my bank account look like someone stole my identity
seems revolution’s the remеdy
i’ve been hanging to all on a shoestring
now i’m sick of the goosе eggs
i could drown on land, on account of my density
so the banks never lend to me and i’m low on necessities, yeah

[verse: marcus lee]
i was working a lot, it was hard
but i’m a gentleman
she want better, i’m spending it all
breakfast in bed again
ever since i had meddled with handling
with a head of gin
i been giving the government all my pennies
they hemorrhaging
been going through it all at my job
this guy been playing me
i’m thinking that he may just get robbed
i need my pay, ’cause b
i been living out of my car, i don’t feel like a star
i just feel like a bum, and um, yeah
i’m over fighting you for just for crumbs
when i do all the sh+t in this b+tch while you out having fun
i mean really it’s dumb
i mean really just come on, my guy
i need a come up and i
know you got something and i
lately been wondering if i come through at midnight, i got keys
could turn of the cameras, because i know where they be
password’s right on the screen, take the cash and i flee
but that would be a disaster, they’d have to know it was me
but sh+t, g
[chorus: the thought]
i’m sick of the goose eggs
got the zeroes that you’d hate
my bank account look like someone stole my identity
seems revolution’s the remedy
i’ve been hanging to all on a shoestring
now i’m sick of the goose eggs
i could drown on land, on account of my density
so the banks never lend to me and i’m low on necessities, yeah

[verse: smith the poet]
so, i’m at the money store, making ruckus, sipping tea
slanging plenty melodies, hope that changes me for me
either way, we royalty, run that sh+t back
watch me bullet through the heavens, this a diss track
clipped an angel, kept the halo, never went back
and i’ll admit that, i couldn’t pimp these b+tterflies
but i see ghosts all of the time, oh+so+clearly in the lines
not the rails he finna ride, spending zeroes on the high
’cause i’m rich in the mind, i’m with your b+tch and she fly
she say my floetry sly, slipping wisdom for wine
i ask father of all motherf+ckers, drunk off the vibe
where the rhymes, like dimes, hope this ain’t your prime
we can’t let sh+t slide, please take your time
travel when i ramble ’cause i can’t afford to lie
we soft+spoken ’bout the digits ’cause these classics you can’t find
making more than just the dimes…
[chorus: the thought]
i’m sick of the goose eggs
got the zeroes that you’d hate
my bank account look like someone stole my identity
seems revolution’s the remedy
i’ve been hanging to all on a shoestring
now i’m sick of the goose eggs
i could drown on land, on account of my density
so the banks never lend to me and i’m low on necessities, yeah

- the thought lyrics

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