One More

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This ain't the encore, this ain't the outro
 Just got one more thought before I'm out, yo
 But I'ma let it out slow, the casserole slow simmer
 Been a cold winter, that I know
 No chin chillin', no rizzler
 Outdoors without an outpost, cold coming from my mouth
 Know, blowing out smoke, not never, not hot air
 Gwop behind but the pot better, now the low
 Whatever they had to grab or have I had to smoke
 But now that I'm back home, want the whole pound though and one more
 Couple ounces not enough for this scoundrel
 Held myself accountable, never got counselled
 Wasn't proud of it, that's just how it went
 But things could go south, polar opposite of how you'd expect
 Broke, nothing to show for all your struggle
 Don't fold, back on the wall, lost your job, album ain't sold
 Can't do it, a face to the wall ain't do it
 Can't prove it, got by the law
 Locked behind bars
 But God knows how long, no one to console
 And after all that, they gon' pile more on top of the load
 Even when they let you out, still out on parole
 But I swear you gon' get out of that hole, that hold they had on you
 Shed and show how you were shrouded in gold
 There's always one more thing to do before you let it all go
 Get that rope up off of your throat (one more thing)
 Thought it was lost, came back, washed on the shore
 Saw in awe, thought it was gone, had it all wrong
 And that goes for anyone, e'ry last soul
 E'ry last penny, all my valuables, anything owned
 No, it don't account for half of my vote
 At the crib, had to make something more out of it, bro
 The extra matches on the ground, sleeping back with a flow
 Now the house, the Al cove going out of control
 And MIKE still got one more part I haven't told (I would like to add)
 There's really only thing you gotta know
 One more thing
 All listen, forgot to mention
 What? (MIKE, think about it)
 Lost sight, now I'm seeing more
 I can't pretend to live the life I know that she adore
 Long nights, less reinforced
 All the friends, the ties were sure mi amor
 It's a'ight, it's not either or
 Or cold eyes, all ice, that just need a torch
 I know niggas gon' lie in the heat of war
 And some niggas stay inside, they ain't reached the door
 Can't be stingy with this pride like I ain't eat before
 I hear her singing through the skies, such a sweet allure
 A little phoenix when I rise from beneath the floor
 I put my soul inside these lines, now I'm competing for it
 Put some hope into the guy and I'ma bring a fortune
 A poltergeist that bummed the creaky floor
 I'm more behind of where I need to orbit
 It's this one thing that I need of course, but for most it might not be important
 Be redundant when they keep it short
 It's some missions that can't be aborted
 If you flunked, it got to be a sport
 It's for my nieces 'cause they need a portion
 And be cautious with who leading, you could be extorted
 I remember since a teen when the dreaming foreign
 Being careful not to scream when I be recording
 Big MIKE
 Big Wiki
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Duration
03:38
Key
9
Tempo
77 BPM

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