Trackademicks - Fool On The Hill Lyrics

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[Phonte:]

Yeah, uh, yellow like caution, pause as your boy paint a portrait

Of the artist as a young man starving

Young man learning with so many turns and twists

In his flow that you might get carsick

Might be awarded for beefing

But you don't wanna beef hoe nigga, eat a parsnip

Might see niggas act bitch but then they wanna switch

And hitch they little red wagon to your starship

Please Mister Coleman, Phontigga beg your pardon

Don't mean to gloat, but I would love to float

Up on your love boat to get away from my hardship

Now I see why niggas be on that rockstar shit

Because the game will make you paranoid

And all your friends and your foes say it come with the territory

They wanna watch you die slow like Miss Evans voice

So when I do my own thing, I know I'm better for it, uh

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[Chorus: Phonte]

[Trackademicks:]

I told her I'm a need some space now

She told me look up at the night sky, you won't find it face down

I can see she on the chase now

Don't she know no one's gonna take her place now?

She told me don't forget the little people grinding

Open your eyelids, where I live my time spent with giants

Mind states supersized, mine is the small fry's

Why underestimate the impact you had on mine?

I'm rolling with bosses who know what the cost is

Know what the work is, know how to bargain

Know how to work this

Know when to pause at the politics and nonsense that curse this

So when you catch me in traffic I'm passing

The gridlocking, shit-talking road rage for open lanes

And don't try to slow me down

Cause when they hold me down, that's when I float away

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