Chance the Rapper + VIC MENSA & Smoko Ono – Wraith

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Chance the Rapper, VI-C MENSA & Smoko Ono – Wraith Lyrics

 

[I-ntro: VI-C MENSA]My name li-ke the Rangers, I- wri-te i-n Stone

Chano my ni-gga, he ri-ght or he wrong

Stars i-n the roof i-t’s a, aye, yeah

I-t’s a war zone at home

Aye, thi-s shi-t don’t make no sense

Pulli-n’ up i-n that spaceshi-p, yeah

[Verse 1: VI-C MENSA]My name li-ke the Rangers, I- wri-te i-n Stone

Chano my ni-gga, he ri-ght or he wrong

Stars i-n the roof i-t’s a i-t’s a war zone at home

I- swear thi-s shi-t feel li-ke Attack of the Clones

Father them ni-ggas, I- gave ’em they sound

I-t mi-ght’ve worked out i-f I- wrote ’em they songs

One of one Kerby, I- got thi-s sown

My fi-st i-n the ai-r li-ke the back of my comb

Over they head li-ke a shot wi-th a drone

Securus calls putti-n’ money on phone

Mom ask me when I-’m comi-ng back home

I- sai-d I-’d be down, a benefi-t to you to have me around

Thi-s rap shi-t got slow went and got me a pound, that Towki-o grown

TMZsoci-o, why they so nosy though?

These ni-ggas lyi-n’ I- call ’em Pi-nocchi-o, aye

You know thi-s ai-n’t my fi-rst rodeo

He caught two shots, I- call that shi-t a doppi-o

My ni-ggas poppi-n’, so don’t try the oki–doke

They wi-th the si-x, they ai-n’t on OVO

I-’m on the 5 getti-n’ Peso wi-th Curry Moe

Yeah, you know my story though

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]Pi-ck up the pace i-f I- pi-ck up the phone

She acti-ng up, I- start acti-n’ along

Wake up one morni-ng and that bi-tch gone

We not i-n Kansas, Patri-ck Mahomes

Over the rai-nbow and back i-n the two flat, the wi-tches i-s too flat

They shattered bones

The house i-s too heavy

The wri-st i-s too heavy

My brother a heavy

He stacki-n’ the Stone

Savemoney marrow i-t’s back i-n my bones

I-’m back i-n the ‘Yo li-ke i-t’s back i-n the day

My ci-ty a ri-ot I- go on a di-et

But i-f I- keep eati-ng they’ll have a parade

I-’m on the 9 I-’m havi-ng a Wrai-th

I-f I- got the Bentley we havi-n’ a race

I-’m slammi-n’ the jakes and stacki-n’ the rakes

We goi-ng i-n pri-sons and openi-n’ gates

Closi-ng the preci-nct and open the case

I-’m cracki-ng the code, open the safe

My brothers my si-sters I- sat and thought

And flew i-n a rush and soaked i-n lake

People scattered the leaders was flattered

And hi-dden i-n neo-coloni-al states

You cannot get out thi-s by owni-ng a school

You cannot get out thi-s by owni-ng the place

Body the body, the body, the body, the body, the body, the body, the head

I-’m part of the body, I-’m part of the problem

I-’m a part of my body

I-’m parti-ng the red

Body the body, the body, the body, the body, the body, the body, the head

The sea get too choppy

The people get wocky and I-srael’s salty the water i-s dead

[Outro: VI-C MENSA]Bob Marley, I-’m burni-n’

Bob Marley, I-’m burni-n’

Got me balli-n’ li-ke I-rvi-ng

And the world keep turni-n’

I-n suburban, I-’m swervi-n’

And she slurpi-n’ and burpi-n’

And I-’m smoki-n’ on Durbi-n

And my motor a German

Bob Marley, I-’m burni-n’

Bob Marley, I-’m burni-n’

Got me balli-n’ li-ke I-rvi-ng

And the world keep turni-n’

I-n a suburban, I-’m swervi-n’

And she slurpi-n’ the burpi-n’

And I-’m smoki-n’ on Durbi-n

And my motor a German

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