Correction Lyrics Portrait of Saint Patrick by Madlib

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Thought It’d be all jokes
A**umptions of the worst
Case and we go broke
Too soon to speak
In short praise
Let me go smoke
Ugh
Let me go smoke
Anyway, anyway
Better days I loathe
Simple saying to ease the
Pain of the scenes not shown
I found a way to
Dodge the stray of the
We might choke
Or see a bullet dance in air
Till it cleans my throat
Palamar
Up to good luck
Might meet my ghost
2 A.M. by the side
Where the B got toast
Turn to roast over pot
Stick and meet my folk
Young n***a out the lake
Where the function come with cake
Had my momma
Vexed as f**k
When we woke up
To empty space
Got the whip stolen twice
And got my a** beat by Toby
On my Spider-Man sh*t
In room full of failures
Now a room with azaleas
Where the dead come late
Smack a silver platter snatcher
Trying grab my plate
Yeah her a** got ate
Eat and match my weight
Ain’t have sh*t all my life
Had to stab my way
Set a beat down for Christ
Yung my yawh got weh
Been with Kristoff n***a
Soyameyase
Sipping cristol n***a
Then I cracked that case
I just yakked that cake

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