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dummy - caliph lyrics

[intro]
put me on
look

[verse 1]
i don’t got to bang or sell weight, my everyday life is a fed case
couple of monkeys up on my back and i carry them all with the dead weight
she hit my line with the text game then hit the snap with a s*x tape
i keep the d on silent so we only be f*ckin’ on wednesdays, woo
sheesh (sheesh), i got to keep the sh*t brief
in h*ll just to excel, a n*gga just learning to breathe
cold*hearted, but it’s ironic ’cause it’s sh*t that we learnеd from the heat
book smart but we only hеre from the sh*t that we learned from the streets
and my n*ggas in love with the cheese and the thrill of the hunt of the beef
so thinkin’ of f*ckin’ with liph, you might as well play with the cousin of sleep
i don’t play with the cousin of death, i just focus and run up a check
reinvest it and double again, keep an eye out and duck on the feds

[chorus]
i go dummy, low tummy
get cash, more money
this the land of milk and honey
nose runny, no funny
i go dummy, low tummy
get cash, more money
this the land of milk and honey
nose runny, no funny
[verse 2]
i don’t got to scam or hit l!cks, i physically fit the description
black man on a hit list, pin him for selling prescriptions
call him for being an immigrant, condemn him ’cause he ain’t a christian
he a muslim, no sh*t, kid, guess it’s something you just had to mention
so alhamdulillah on the bars, that’s how i talk to the lord
lately i’m talkin’ to forbes and letting them handle it all in accord
i’m something like bron’ on the court, difference is i had to wash up ashore
ain’t here to shut up and dribble at all, i’m crossin’ the border to get it and ball
okay, okay, uh*huh, uh*huh, they saw all the drip and came for the sauce
couldn’t get enough and came for us all, turned us to slaves and got us involved
okay, okay, uh*huh, uh*huh, then colonization followed it all
took all our land, robbin’ us all, then put all their friends as politicians
okay, okay, ah*uh, ah*uh, n*gga, enough’s enough, we got to do something, bruh
it’s up to us, these n*ggas is f*ckin’ up, you n*ggas is runnin’ up
on one of us, so why ain’t you runnin’ up on the ones that are k!llin’ us?
prison us, f*ck with the kid in us, then they want to go f*ck with a kid and nut, ha

[chorus]
dummy, low tummy
get cash, more money
this the land of milk and honey
nose runny, no funny
i go dummy, low tummy
get cash, more money
this the land of milk and honey
nose runny, no funny

- caliph lyrics

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