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Sankofa:
I’ve owed you half of an album for a couple years now
Most of the stuff is written, but the flame to drive it died down
And I want to make the dopest stuff and never go half-hearted
Whatever keep that sucker moving got buried in the Antarctic
it’ll be dope when the time is right, but will that time come?
I wish I could promise you yes, cause that stuff was fly, ummm
There’s what the heart desires and the guilt that drives it
And my distractions were the wicked tools to build a crisis
It isn’t like we don’t lead busy lives, plenty sons between the both of us
So now in this I open up
Is it dope enough to bridge the gap that my inaction crafted
Flashing back to big dro on how to rap a classic
Eating dinner with Mystic, the GV rap invasion
Before I left Angelina for the Appalachians
Hitting Vegas...checking Spitkicker was fresh
But years pass and now our bills have a different address
You’re still my man

Hook:
I saw your mom with Tom Gugliotta in navy blue Miata
Singing Hakuna Matata, crazy glue we ought ta
Use it on the dudes that bought the woozy blues who do me nada, true
kicking dope talk, Diego Maradonahue

JON?DOE:
I'm Maradona with the hand of god, jewels for ya man to rob
Funky as a can of cod known to make the fans applaud
Coming with the gift like mommy fucking santa claus
But nowadays I slowed it down a little- call it manopause
Sporting phantom claws, we no longer bring the razors out
More concerned with how to raise a house
But don't be thinking that u face a mouse
Cuz when the beats drop I'm like yeah, it's time to do it right there

Sankofa:
I’m the type where I don’t even talk to my friends
I’ll send a random lyric quote every now and then
One of Tom’s lines is stuck in my head on a five second loop
I pay my respects with a text because I bet it’s due
He had a fanny pack full of minidiscs
Containing every single song we ever made, and this he did
Looking at the output could well result in dizziness
So I suggest you take my word for it and hit the bricks

JON?DOE:
Put in my time as a dad and I'm almost done widdit
Rappers want beef i still tell em come get it
Making music with my friends yeah I'm havin fun widdit
No more caring bout opinions from some dumb critic
Just trying to get Stephen to breath fire
But hes like sorry tom I am fucking retired
And u can quote that minus the fuxking
Cuz he dont curse
Duck rhymers be ducking, just hymens for plucking
Re-aligning the truck and then it's Niece on Bastille Day
Running down rappers with Stephen if he'll play
If not it's cool I got enough shit to keep me occupied
Music is the muse but don't monopolize
5 boys, 2 jobs, one woman and a lot of sighs
See we mastered how to toggle lives we got it guys
Really I am not surprised
U go head and chase the cheddar I'll just melt it on my waffle fries

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from The Beat Shall Inherit the Verse, released August 25, 2022

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