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The Light
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The Light

Mick Jenkins, EARTHGANG

Lyrics

Oh

It's a gnat in here

Get out of here gnat

Got something to tell me gnat?

Got something you want to tell me gnat?

Cuff my nuts

Place myself on house arrest, locked in

Judge, jury, bailiff, bet

When it rains I'm dry

Sun shines I'm wet

Push up demons fuck it doing bout fifty-leven sets

Ignoring your texts

Like sweet babies who cry in the church

Or if your partner got popped yesterday

And school comes first

My favorite colors yellow maybe 'cause I'm mellow

And I got so much styles it's probably 'cause I'm ghetto

My mommy never cooked a Cosby dinner

And often times I took a L for Mrs. Winners

But I'm getting off the subject

Off the boat got my luggage but the quote

Pack light , starts to echo through my mind

So I'm rushing now, hushing now

Laid my suitcase down like prom night

Zipped it open started pulling out

Tossing memories

Socks, thoughts who pretend to be

Boxer briefs, pants, pictures of frenemies

Killing me

To make room, room, room, for the light

Lately I been sober

Chasing new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself

Don't be shy

Take your time don't you rush things

Thought I bought a Rollie but forget that I don't need it

Just let that holy water wash over my caesar

Dressing like that Thursday in November

Know that they'll remember style

Boil it then let it simmer down

We blowing smoke between the breeze the twists are sengalese

No more Backwoods blown we ride the rings of memories

We wired the intricacies of our logic

No hands in my pocket

Still got my hand on my weapon

He more Malcolm than Martin

A bit more Baldwin than both

You need a cauldron for mixing a black man's soul into soup

So many fish bowl can't cope

You cracking jokes 'bout the soap

We more concerned with the truth

You niggas burning the booth

These niggas burning the wick at both ends

Fade to black I'm ghosting in the light

Lately I been waking up at night trying to beat the day

Over confident I can't be Issa Rae

To make room, room, room, for the light

Lately I been sober

Chasing new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself

Don't be shy (yeah)

Take your time don't you rush things

I know what I know

But you heard what you heard

So you poked your head in

Got suspicion confirmed

Been on my feet for miles

So my soul got some burn

Still its fuck how you feel

On my bottle of pills

If you can't hold me down

Then you don't get a turn

Yeah, yeah fame is less worse

Nothing sacred no more

Either take what you want

Or you make what you earn

If I kill you I promise I'll pay for you first

Like ooh

If you love me grease my scalp with this 380 in my lap

Like ooh, yeah

What's the worst thing that could happen? (To make room, room)

Use the answer to relapse (room for the light)

Lately I been sober

Chasing new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself

Don't be shy

Take your time don't you rush things

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