Da Next Day (feat. Big Rube)

I think it's time for us to stir the pot
 Like the feelings in the bitter broad
 Because you hurt a lot
 And yes I've been abroad
 Because I work a lot
 See we done did it all, still busting like he jerk it out, it's nothing
 Like riding a Huffy
 Or my little brother James out there slanging them puppies
 Slanging superstar dick 'til she say that she love me
 Rap's Underground Railroad, but nothing's above me, shit's lovely
 We stay blooming like a Spring Break
 Flower child, Cadillac look like a cheese plate
 Crack a smile like a gator with his mouth closed
 Our crocodile's from the Nile, yeah, we copped those
 Calendar book like library got shows
 You can ask my nigga Welch, these are not jokes
 Or you could ask for my help, I said the life boat
 A life raft for your rift-raft ass, I get classy
 Like you just got a scholarship
 Or like a Waffle House waitress with a dollar tip
 Don't let them see you sweat, fuck all the parlor tricks
 Better gone, get some gold, fuck that dollar, bih
 Ill, Daddy Fat on the kill boy
 Keep the party going, never was a kill-joy
 I know you feel, boy
 That's me in third-person
 Sometimes I get beside myself, I call it soul searching
 Words in sentences in parentheses
 Everything quotable, bitch remember this
 And take these with ya
 Sack one, sack two in ya jaw on your knees wit' ya
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 We spit universes
 Birthing worlds with words, from darkness came the Big Boomiverse
 Facts: I never met my match
 But niggas now rather listen to the rumors first
 This shit's empirical, they're still fearing to the last bitch MC eliminated uses his dying breath to proclaim me the most lyrical
 God, they done damned up the flow, Sammed up the bo
 Came through the door saying this same shit before
 Fuck nigga, bring back hop-hip
 These suckas sound slow, but it don't stop shit
 Damn sure not this
 What I know so far: true fusion only occurs at the heart of a star