ALL THE SHINE

[verse 1]
what the fuck do y'all niggas really want?
i went with realness instead
but all the real niggas i know either crazy or dead
yeah, i dropped the free ep for these other kids to feel a lot
niggas keep asking on whether this dude's for real or not
i'm not trying to come hard, i'm trying to come me
that's why these older songs that i used to make i'd release free
what's the point of rap if you can't be yourself, huh?
that's why i come first like my cell phone
i'm a role model, i am not these other guys
i rap about my dick and talk about what girls is fly
i know it's dumb, that's the fucking reason i'm doing it
so why does everyone have a problem with talking stupid shit?
or is it real shit?
'cause sometimes that stupid shit is real shit
like when you make out with your best friend's baby sis
you know the one with short hair you used to babysit?
see, that's not even right
you with a different girl like each and every fucking night
and kiss her while she's sleeping and sneak out the front to catch a flight
that's not life, dude
it's just making up for fucks i missed in high school
i keep it wrapped until i meet the right one
'cause i ain't mumford, i ain't tryin' to have sons
all i wanted was some more like ashton
i ain't the coolest but i know i got passion
i got passion!

[hook]
i really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
i really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
“baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”
i said, “baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”
i said, “baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”
“baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”

[verse: 2]
am i serious? i don't even know
are you hearing this? this shit is laughable
i ain't trying, i'm doing, these other rappers are foolish
i got fame, my a&r's a computer
is there room in the game for a lame who rhymes?
who wears short-shorts and makes jokes sometimes?
my nigga like, “i'd get you mtv if i could, man
but pitchfork only likes rappers who crazy or hood, man”
so, i guess we gon' see
i ain't curren$y, but if there ain't money in my name please murder me
sometimes i feel like i ain't supposed to be here
sometimes i wake up, i don't want to be here
my mom loved to text me psalm verses
she don't look at me like i'm the same person
i used to be the sweet one, but things change
and i don't want them missing a son like bone's last name
and all my uncles alcoholics, shame on me
i drink whiskey till i'm grounded, no tv
i wanna go inside the club with no gold piece
and walk in with no i.d. and no i.d
no matter how far the hood seems
we all still got hood dreams
i always wanted to get picked on the cool team
but alone is exactly how i should be

[hook]
i really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
i really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
we really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
we really wanna do right and it doesn't matter
we've got all the shine we need to find
we need to find
we need to find
“baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”
i said, “baby, i'm okay.” she said, “why you gotta act so strange?”

ALMOST THERE

Verse 1:
Girl, I messed up real bad
I'm looking back on the days that we both had
I go to bed and I dream so hard
Of little mixed kids running in the front yard
I need you close, I need your kiss
I never ever, ever, ever knew a love like this
I, miss you more than Puffy missed B.I.G
I didn't think that you would leave a hole this big
In my life, you need to be my wife
I made this song, I hold my pillow tight
And wishin' it was you, what can a nigga do
Fuck this success, fuck these interviews
Fuck these phone calls, girl you are worth it
When I was happy, you were happy, you are perfect
When I was blue, you were blue, you're my Smurfette
I put my best chips on the worst bet

Verse 2:
Girl, I need you like I need air
And fuck those other honeys, I will be there
I never ever, ever thought that I would be scared
Of living in a world when you're not there
My biggest fear is that you won't give a fuck
When you play this song on your MacBook
"Is that CG, yo, he is old news
I'm way too busy with my new dude."
The best time I ever had
Is kissing in my shitty ass Kia van
I wish that it was me instead
Feeling all your pain
I know that it is different now
It will never be the same but
I swear to God, our love special
You can be my number 2 like one pencil
Or you can be my number one, I will let you
In on my life, I've changed so much since you
Left, that hotel room
And if you're with another guy, go tell dude
That he can never keep us apart, he needs a better door
He'll always be the guy that you settle for
I'll always be the guy you're s'posed to be with
Where the fuck is Cupid when you need him
I'm so Sam Cooke, I need tea for two
I play Sam Cooke and I think of you

Verse 3:
Baby girl we need to be together
This song ain't for my album
This song is for the better
And even though we living in a city full of strangers
They can see I'm different
They can see my anger
They can see my pain
They can see the way I talk about you
They see the way I living and I won't live long without
you
I drink every night, I smoke more too
I guess it's safe to say death or you
I need you more now than I ever did
I'm still the same guy you fell in love with
I need a second chance like I need a prayer
Sometimes I think God just doesn't care
I hope he has a plan for both you and I
So we can be together at a different time
Remember when I come home late
And you'd be crying over some food on a cold plate
I'll never do that shit to you again
You're the most beautiful girl I ever known and my best
friend
Baby girl we need to make up
And when I dream of you, I don't want to wake up
And when I don't dream, I don't want to wake up
I'd rather die now than not have your touch
Cuz I miss you so much

AMERICAN ROYALTY

[Intro: RZA]
Digital. Childish Gambino
Mixtape demonstrations

[Verse 1: RZA]
This Oxycontin carbon monox' and toxic concoction
Collapse your brain cells, they swell from lack of oxygen
Leave the opposition stuck, without a pot to piss in
Heart is spitting up blood, shot by sharp precision
Dot incision, darkness imparts your vision
Twak some fiction, wuu, I'm a mad magician
Double plasma, verbal scatter, words that shatter
Every atom in your body, now you anti-matter
Ripping through the data, checking through the doctor
Took his rhyme splatter, cause my mind's faster
You falling down to ground, while I climb the ladder
Too much garbage in your gallbladder, fall flatter
On your face, now you carry by the pall bearer
Or wear the black suit, eyes all teared up
Oh no, when your ho make a boss lit up
We in the rib with a smirk nigga, all geared up
Childish Gambino or Bobby Digi'lino on the tracks
We breaking more backs that Somitino
Bruno, we saw more baselines than Juno
Change more law in New York than Mr. Kumo
Godfather novels are white like Mario Puzzo
Master time fix the clocks like I'm Lugo
Hold the weight like nine sumos
Bust shots like John Lugo
You know how the Wu go

[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
Look sharp, homie give yourself a face lift
High brow, eyebrows on a spaceship
Take sips of that Ace of Spades-es
Saving all my money just to waste on a bracelet
Can't see them haters, we don't give a fuck though
Charge it to the game, keep a lame so cutthroat
Never slip a fast one, the game is so in front of me
Travel 'round the globe, spend and make 'bout a 100 G's
Pack them crowds up. Boss like Bowser
Deep pocket poetry, my custom trousers
Thank God they found us, The game was starvin'
I'm clean and concrete, you ass and Charmin
Bobby Digital, Do you really think these niggas know shit?
Shopping in Manhattan and I ran into my old chick
Pride is a bitch. I am not a grown up
Tweetin' when I'm 70, these half-dead followers
She look like she Spelman, secretly she Hofstra
Put her in the club, all she wanna hear is Waka
Put her in the crib, all she wanna hear is Waka
She jerk when I move like her old boy popped her
Home is that Outkast, soul like I'm 'fonte
Old-school J's like Beyonce's fiance
Back on on my dumb shit, nigga we the stupidest
Gave them niggas real shit, don't know what to do it
I did what I did man, did you see it though?
'Bino hard and fast, niggas sweet and low
American Royalty, family loyalty
We cream of the crop why the fuck would we stop?
She had two sons: Both of 'em good grades
Both of 'em rap songs
Where did she go wrong?
Nowhere mama, we just go where the money at
Black Kennedy, where the fuck you niggas at?

ARRANGEMENT

[Gonage]
I got yo bitch layin' naked 'cross the bed, no rosary
Stackin' up this bread like a banker, just a fee
She wanna refill, so I get that ho a B
Niggas on the sideline yellin' "Who the fuck is he?"
Bitch I'm mac gun, you can call me Cody B
Wardrobe overseas, passports all over me
White leather seats lookin' like coca leaf
Everytime I crank up the woofer sittin' on a key
I'm Gucci buckled up, house note on my feet
Linen button-up like I'm walkin' round on the beach
Blind hoes notice me, am I wearin' Trilla G?
So they wanna come and talk to me like Jodice
Smokin' in the morning, and when I go to sleep
Blowin' presidential man I think they 'about to vote for me
In event we party like a fret, no time machine
If money ain't the couple dean mean polish lean

[Hook]
If you ain't talkin' cash, don't say shit
In the VIP we champagne-spray shit
I'm in the club lookin' like a bank statement
If you talkin' cash, I can make arrangement
Walked in the club, ain't pay shit
Broke niggas hate, caus' they ain't shit
I'm gettin' to the cash pockets on payment
If you talkin' cash, I can make arrangement
Cody

[Childish Gambino]
Cody Bean Sr., pushin' mean ether
You don't know Childish, nigga me neither
Eastside Atlanta, flyest nigga in a Waffle House
If it ain't money, man, we ain't got shit to talk about
Kennedy compound, my 20-room house
So big my ex-girls ain't gotta move out
If you ain't talkin' cash, don't say shit
My bank account look like when little kids break shit
Ooooooo, if I'm breathin' I can handle it
Watching all my dreams get together like an ampersand
Blueprint the new shit, mixtape management
Show these dummies how to do it, all I want's my ten percent
Porche brand new, passed 'em a cool hundred
Yeah my girl 5'2", even her growth stunted
It's the nigga y'all knew back when I flipped meal cards
Now my meals free when I don't taste the fifth star
We can make arrangements, old money Cambridge
Meetin' with the moguls, make 'em richer and they owe you
It's the kid you used to talk about, I'm watchin' people get up on it
A world star and I ain't have to have a nigga moment
Flow's always cold, keep the whole soul anemic
Never left that hard shit, a nigga's always constipated
Got the change for my cousin on froze, no more movin' weight
Flossin' hard, ice king, no more fittin' J
Love or hate you gotta say the hype is something handsome
As long as all of 'em bloggin' I'm living Richard Branson
Shit talkers still talk, haters on my billboard
Used to take the Q home, now I hang with schoolboys
So I counted, Black Kennedy this shit
Man I'm so ironic, man this ratchet need a fix
Droppin' new shit and the haters get the splashback
Don't be surprised when he ask you where the cash at

BACKPACKERS

[verse 1]
alright it's childish baby
mr. talk-about-his-dick-again
nerdy ass black kid
yeah whatever man i'm sick of him
that well spoken token
who ain't been heard
the only white rapper who's allowed to say the n-word
i buy a bunch of 'em and put it on my black card
now i got some street cred
use it 'til it's maxed out
i got a girl on my arm dude, show respect
something crazy, an asian, virginia tech
she too fine
i do dimes
if not that, i'm walking out with 2 fives
change my id for the cops, it's not enough yet
black male in short shorts, i'm double suspect
ballin' since '83
half of 'em say gay
maybe that's the reason i like lady what-baby's-say
i'm a problem
i'm lame as fuck homie
but i rap like these niggas ain't got shit on me
fuck the cool kids
not chuck inglish, but people who think
that hatin on me makes them distinguished
like, “what is this nigga doin rap is for real blacks
i hate that fucking faggot man he think that we feel that”
or
“i wrote on rape culture my junior year at brown
so i'm allowed
to say what all his raps are about”
you better shut your mouth
before i fuck it
you really hate my lyrics?
or kid cudi's? nigga

[hook]
runnin this thang
money insane
busy getting brain like krang
what, what's my name in the woods got these niggas usin' mapquest
man, fuck a backpacker

[verse 2]
nigga's with ocd, n-w-o
all white like my clothes, cw shows
nigga got signed, its an anomily
no cosine, trigonometry
man these niggas hate me
“man, fuck you nigga...fuck you nigga!”
they real black like won't show up on your camera phone
they real black like turn the flash on your camera on
they real black take shit, turn it into gold
i'm real black i survive when the pressure on
upper echelon, bit my lip when i'm kissin' her
clash of the titans
baby, your tits is titular
listenin to some kiss fm, she wanna hear nicki minaj
super bass, super face inside a garage
it's not a massage
spa rap with a happy ending
old niggas wanna assassinate me
it's a shame
these kids was supposed to save rap
fuck that, boat shoes and a wave cap
he dont give back, how the fuck a nigga say that?
summer in november i gave everyone a maybach
comin' on that paint back
comin' on that mace took
i'm comin' on some real shit
i'm comin' on her facebook
fuck a backpacker with a rhino's dick
i do me like a gyno chick, uh

[hook]

BE ALONE

I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
Cause ya know somewhere inside I cannot find the
feeling I got from you
No, somewhere inside I cannot find the feeling I got
from you

Hard for a pitchfork, soft for a Rockefeller
Music was my side chick but now we're moving in
together
Always felt misunderstood I guess I have to tolerate
My swag Jehovah Witness, dude, it never take a holiday
APC jeans, brown leather jacket on
Kitsun? cable knit, cardigan from Rag & Bone
Thick Filipino chick, homemade bracelet
Her booty make her just a rapper she ain't gotta say
shit

I'm someone they admire set the game ablaze, I'm an
arcade fire
Laughed at my rides like my motion was funny
Yes, ashy to classy, my lotion is money
The ride is easy when the dollar's there to grease the
wheels
Now everybody tell me what to do and how to feel
It seems the more I try to connect with the world
I am feeling more alone than I ever have felt before
I wanna pick up the phone ask my dad how to handle it
But what will happen when my dad's not there to answer
it?
I try to clear my mind of thoughts that only slow me
down
Like when these niggas call me faggot and we homies now
But we are not homies, I just keep you around
Cause all your talking is the noise I need to kill this
sound
Have all these voices telling me no one can help me out
We are alone I'm just the only one to figure out

I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
Cause ya know, somewhere inside I cannot find the
feeling I got from you
No, somewhere inside I cannot find the feeling I got
from you

"You are the bestest, I will obey you"
These words I wrote for you when you were fucking other
dudes
The only thing I need from you now is some solitude
Actions over words, "girls will be girls", that's all
it proves
I used to be this guy sitting with an open heart
Now my computer screen's the only place I feel a spark
I don't fuck with fake bitches except for when I fuck
with fake bitches
Canon 5D to take pictures of these girls who wouldn't
talk to me a year ago
49er chick asking for money, she get zero though
Here I go again talking money, women, and clothes, and
cars, right?
You could switch all of my words out with Plies',
right?
People saying we're the same, please, come from under
me
We are just some rappers got no luxury of subtlety
No subjects when we're rapping, we say it like we hear
it
I put it on a track but I hope you get the spirit cause

I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't
wanna be alone oh, oh, oh
Cause ya know, somewhere inside I cannot find the
feeling I got from you
No, somewhere inside I cannot find the feeling I got
from you

BITCH LOOK AT ME NOW (TWO WEEKS)

I do not talk, I am just a rapper.

Sick boy make moves like a chess piece,
And I move real quick like Nestle.
Let me make it clear for a second like Pepsi,
I was never worried bout my wallet bein' empty.
'Cause when it was empty, I was still happy,
Walkin with my Walkman, freestyle rappin',
High school bullies like "What the fuck happened?"
Nigga' off the hook like I fuckin' shot the captain.

And this is me relaxin', rapping is my hobby.
I did this in my bedroom where I separate my laundry,
Watching old episodes of Shining Time Station.
You are now listening to my mouth on vacation (ation)
Why you doin' this, what's your motivation?
I am just a rapper, I don't need the paper.
No Will Smith went off without a Hitch, man,
C-H-I-L-D it's the ISH man
Do sixteen bars no wristband,
I'll always be childish, call me Maggie Simpson.
Run the track like my tongue's an Olympian,
I've always been this good, you just weren't listening.

Imma try to make my street cred stack up,
I mean I'm rapping over Grizzy Bear, what the fuck?
Gather swagger up, before I take it all:
You started rapping when you wasn't good at basketball,
I started rapping cause I fuckin' need some Adderall.
I can't do one thing, I'm just too good.
I can't do one thing, I am Tiger Woods.
I make you iPod hotter than a lighter would.

Picture me in sixth grade, overweight, overbite,
Got my fake Adidas on, whiting out the fourth stripe.
Kid named Vincent got it out for me, I hate that guy.
Frodo from Chicago, really small and shy.
You better recognize, cause I'm no better now,
Cause I was always sick, my life's a hospital,
And that's some funny shit, that turd is Apatow,
That female dog is blind, well bitch look at me now!

I'm wearing tight jeans, and nobody's laughing,
More pussy than recycled sanitary napkins,
Bitch sitting shotgun in my Tracy Chapman,
I did exactly what you niggas said would never happen.

I'm doing me so big I can hardly walk.
These rappers need ER like they're Charlie Park.
Stay hard like my suit made by Tony Stark,
This kinda music make your balls drop, Dick Clark.
Yes I'm grown and sexy, and I'm worth the wait.
Girls act like I'm the only dude on earth to date.
Put these words on your head and let them percolate,
We need to separate [???] church and state.

I used to have to pay for gas in my momma's Saturn,
And now I'm paying for a mortgage as a working actor.
If living my life is what you say you're chasing after
Nigga' stop talking shit and just be a rapper (be a
rapper).

BONFIRE

Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ
Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack
Move black girls cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either
I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin' PETA
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My dick is like an accent mark, it's all about the over Es
Hot like a parked car
I sound weird like nigga with hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440
Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that blow me
Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin' in the islands, lookin' for Earl like Toejam
I made the beat retarded, so I'm callin' it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham
These rappers are afraid of him
Cause I'm a beast, bitch, Gir, Invader Zim
Gambino is a call girl, fuck you, pay me
Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery
They told me I was awful man, that shit did not phase me
Tell me how I suck again, my memory is hazy
"You're my favorite rapper, now" Yeah, dude, I better be
Or you can fuckin' kiss my ass, Human Centipede
You wanna see my girl? I ain't that dumb
You wanna see my girl? Check Maxim
"Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some?"
I don't know, all I know is I'm the best one
[Hook]
It's a bonfire, turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you muthafuckas talk about

It's a bonfire, turn the lights out
I'm burnin' everything you muthafuckas talk about
[Verse 2]
You know these rapper dudes talk shit, start killin'
Fuck that, got goons like an archvillain
I'm from the South, ain't got no accent, don't know why
So this rap is child's play, I do my name like Princess Di
Yeah, they say they want the realness, rap about my real life
Told me I should just quit: "first of all, you talk white!
Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet"
Rap's stepfather, yeah, you hate me but you will respect
I put in work, ask Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can't even think straight
Black and white music? Now, nigga, that's a mixtape
Shoutout to my players, they represent the realness
Shoutout to Gambino, girls, my dick is in the building
I know you hate me cause your little cousin play me
Yeah I like black girls who nerdy, but when they dance they be sayin' "Owww"
Sorry for who coddled you
Chillin' with a Filipino, at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I'm in her ass like sodomy
So if you see my hand under the table, don't bother me
I don't talk soft, that's that other guy
I'm sayin' "What the fuck is up?" like I ain't seen the sky
And shit I'm doin' this year? Insanity
Made the beat then murdered it, Casey Anthony
These rappers won't know what to do
Cause all I did was act me like a Looney Tune
I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left
I swear this summer will be summer Camp, bitch!

BREAK

Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the-

Hollerin' at this Japanese girl, Asian mommy
But is it too soon for Japanese girls too tsunami
Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame?
Was I supposed to stay uncool? Please remind me
(What the fuck is up?)
Yeah, it's Cheezy, ho
I'm so cheesy, ho, my swag's got high cholesterol
I know y'all girls, I met them all
You're her ex-man like Cannonball
I ain't got shit to say to ya, I'm known for bad
behavior

Look at me
Man, I went to the W from Double Tree
Makin' out with girls who black and yellow like a
bumblebee
Can I live up to all this hype they have for me? It's
hard to tell
But these girls I'm kissin' chase the blues away like
Gargamel

I'm back in the game, coach put me in
T-Pain flow, All I do is Win
With a glass full of McCallan to mess me up
With the cash we can throw out unless we f-ck

Dopeness

After this I hit the highway
I'm headin' west like I'm fuckin' blowin' Kanye
Read the fuckin' news, Huey Lewis, nigga
You can't go ham, you's a Jewish nigga

Donald Glover, you don't have to call me "Childish"
Except for when I'm flirting with your half-Latino
stylist
Photoshoot, beach house playin' Beach House, free
wireless
So I can post these pictures on my Web site of her
smilin'

I kissed this girl I've liked since back when I was
just a sophomore
But I'm afraid to text her "What the fuck it take so
long for?!"
What the fuck has changed? It it swagger? Is it money?
I still dress the fuckin' same and my nose is still as
ugly
As the day you fuckin' met me

They tellin' me I'm the rapper for these white kids

'Cause black kids can't possibly like the same shit
I wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your
number
These black girls with natural hair who keep up with
their Tumblrs

I like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotion
I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank
Ocean
Her pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty ho
Clown niggas then I kill 'em, Gacy flow

It's crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my
dick
I'm Pryor in his last years: comedian who's sick
F-ck, but I am sick, seriously, I don't feel so good
'Cause I don't get sleep, and I'm always travelin'
And I don't go home, and my friends don't call
'Cause I turned off my phone

I've made mistakes, I bumped my head
Inside of this girl, inside of my bed
Whatever, man, I'm just havin' fun
I'm sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she's
not the one
I'm doin' you a favor, like every time I rhyme or write
a script or do a movie
There's a million ways to shine, choose one

Instead of what you're doing tonight
I am Donald, coming soon, we got all of the lights

Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the...

BRONCHITIS

[Verse 1]
Fiji water and a box of old Raisinets
I got a real taste for dyin' but I ain't do it yet
I tried to watch The Artist with my girlfriend
But instead I lost the battle with some Nyquil
Playing double dribble with my older cousin
Now I'm ballin' everyday so dude that's gotta stand for something
But it doesn't change the subject
Man, I'm hustlin', sandals cuttin' up
My ankles, please and thank you
Demons hate you when you angel
Never been to prison, but I serve a sentence
Grind when you...
I'm sharin' experiments with Seventh Day Adventists
And on the seventh day, I'mma show y'all what the event is
Dollar signs, bottom line
Speak the truth and everybody gon' hate you
Unless it's funny
That's how I used to make money
I don't roll with the old, yeah they want something from me
Why the flow so dummy, why do hoes still love me?
I don't know, don't bug me
I'm patron or bubbly or power, old culture
Ain't nobody sober
My mama don't drink but she kill me over soda
Damn homie, man you famous like Kony
My cousin bang Camp man (My cousin bang Camp man)
ATLien made it myself about a month
Just enough to get, to get my girls in the dut
Just enough to make a faithful man wanna fuck
Girls be tweetin' me their pictures, man I gotta look
And most of 'em couldn't handle the panels in my comic's book
This rapper's book, this writer's book
They kinda shook
It's not a hook
They kinda shook
It's not a hook

[Hook 2x]
I be killin' every nigga with bronchitises