"Zoë Lund" lyrics

Have a good time, look good
And try your very best not to be a cunt

Y'all a faith for the king
It's Gil Boas in the fuselage snakes on the plane
I'll accept Allah's punishment
I'll savor the pain
It's a drought here, ahki
It ain't able to rain (It's a drought out here, right?)
Stupid you was poisoned to birth
It's the Dead Sea, that's the lowest point on the Earth
Your aim's sloppy, your semi jam
Four or five ahkiswith shotties inside a minivan
Obligatory duty's all for the deen
Direction is more important than speed
I move how I move, no protection
That's word to Allah, no finessing
Using a semicolon to speak
Alexander the fourth, Macedonian-Greek
It's ultraviolet and cold as shit
Brevity is the soul of wit

I broke with the brake and left your thoughts naked

I ain't the type to get caught sleeping
You the type to carry a blicky and get caught reaching
Borah Borah was shorty since Polynesian
Baruch Spinoza there but the circle is Cartesian
You could be frozen out or you get frozen in
How you cuz, nobody loc you in
In The companions in the vast cave
Black mask for a mass grave
A sinner can't be half-saved
The Mahdi in the last days
A man could only be so rich
A hard-haired warm blood and concrete don't mix
Musa, getting 12 for a body
Sundiata Keita and the 12 Doors of Mali
Never see him without the Draco on him
Or 38s with the potato on them

Cuz I, cuz I, cuz I cuz I, cuz I, cuz I cuz I get outrageous
Now you know I broke with the brake and left your thoughts naked
Cuz, cuz I get outrageous now you know
I broke, I broke I broke with the brake and left your thoughts naked