American Royalty-RZA/Childish Gambino

[00:00.00] 作词 : Childish Gambino [00:01.00] 作曲 : Childish Gambino [00:02.10][Produced by Childish Gambino] [00:03.81][Intro: RZA] [00:05.83]Digital. Childish Gambino [00:09.69]Mixtape demonstrations [00:15.48][Verse 1: RZA] [00:16.64]This Oxycontin carbon monox' and toxic concoction [00:23.04]Collapse your brain cells, they swell from lack of oxygen [00:25.60]Leave the opposition stuck, without a pot to piss in [00:28.36]Hockin', spitting up blood, shark by sharp precision [00:30.95]Dart incision, darkness imparts your vision [00:33.57]Sparks infliction, (Poof) I'm a mad magician [00:36.11]Verbal plasma, verbal scatter, words that shatter [00:38.92]Every atom in your body, now you're anti-matter [00:41.12]Ripping through the data, checked into the doctor [00:43.67]Took his rhyme splatter, cause my mind's faster [00:46.37]You falling down to ground, while I climb the ladder [00:48.92]Too much garbage in your gallbladder, fall flatter [00:51.58]On your face, now you carry by the pall-bearer [00:53.82]Or wear the black suit, eyes all teared up [00:56.69]Oh no, when your ho make a boss lit up [00:59.42]We in the rib with a smirk *****, all geared up [01:01.89]Childish Gambino or Bobby Digi'lino on the tracks [01:04.70]We breaking more backs that Sammartino, Bruno [01:07.50]We saw more baselines than Juno [01:09.36]Change more law in New York than Mr. Cuomo [01:11.71]Godfather novels I write like Mario Puzo [01:14.54]Master time fix the clocks like I'm Hugo [01:17.08]Hold the weight like nine sumos [01:19.07]Bust shots like John Lugo [01:21.16]You know how the Wu go [01:22.46][Verse 2: Childish Gambino] [01:22.66]Look sharp, homie give yourself a face lift [01:25.36]High brow, eyebrows on a space*****p [01:27.47]Take sips of that Ace of Spades-es [01:30.46]Saving all my money just to waste on a bracelet [01:32.65]Can't see them haters, we dont give a ***** though [01:35.59]Charge it to the game, keep a lame so cutthroat [01:37.73]Never slip a fast one, the game is so in front of me [01:40.36]Travel 'round the globe, spend and make 'bout a 100 G's [01:43.21]Pack them crowds up, boss like Bowser [01:45.31]Deep pocket poetry, my custom trousers [01:47.83]Thank God they found us, the game was starvin' [01:50.38]I'm clean and concrete, you ass and Charmin [01:52.87]Bobby Digital, Do you really think these *****s know *****t? [01:55.87]Shopping in Manhattan and I ran into my old chick [01:58.38]Pride is a *****. I am not a grown up [02:00.63]Tweetin' when I'm 70, these half-dead followers [02:03.62]She look like she Spelman, secretly she Hofstra [02:06.07]Put her in the club, all she wanna hear is Waka [02:08.29]Put her in the crib, all she wanna hear is Waka [02:10.89]She jerk when I move like her old boy popped her [02:13.55]Home is that Outkast, soul like I'm Phonte [02:16.39]Old-school J's like Beyoncé's fiancé [02:18.83]Back on on my dumb *****t, ***** we the stupidest [02:21.54]Gave them *****s real *****t, don't know what to do with it [02:24.04]I did what I did man, did you really see it though? [02:26.59]'Bino hard and fast, *****s sweet and low [02:29.24]American Royalty, family loyalty [02:31.34]We cream of the crop why the ***** would we stop? [02:34.09]She had two sons: both of 'em good grades [02:36.96]Both of 'em rap songs [02:38.20]Where did she go wrong? [02:39.47]Nowhere mama, we just go where the money at [02:42.07]Black Kennedy, where the ***** you *****s at? [02:45.02]