Vindaloo

Lyrics for Vindaloo

Somehow he fucked up the count I pocketed difference and bounced See me in the sky dancing No ceiling In for a penny, in for a pound Liquor store door headshot No stealing in broken English White man say he bought the ground [?] Show him the fine print Pandora's door was open when she came in Highest I ever got was the bottom of the pyramid Highest I ever got was holding the Bag and wondering what if I just stiffed? Flow's like the mould Tide's cold A star in the void, like the more you know Carny's bargain Guess how much black mould your tenament hold Hmm, are the tenant's negro? Either way, never much of a scold Not the one to tell shawty, slow your road The kid was keen Made the inception Take it from me, go get that degree He dropped out, got rich as can be Seen him grinning on TV, all I said was, My G, under my breath Sip tea, it's none of us left Light skinned niggas chucking threes, I wish 'em the best Beyond God's law some exist Summer's trist turned winter slog That's why you don't invade the USSR Saw son serve it raw, vaping on our own board Genuflected knees to a king Gave him his first little necklace If not mine, then whose? That's just the view that made news Proof not seen Why they come for me, though? Freeload, we know Don't play the hero Oldschool, household smell like soulfood Slow stew Spoon over pearl couscous Onion loop, bundled herb [?] the cauldron out the speed All that with a whole bird plus the giblets Black all Peas, with a capital P [?] by miraculous means Shackles clink Climbin' pineapple trees, why? Please say what I mean Bask by the sargasso sea What's gon' be gon' be [?] told me to tell y'all [?] hockin' through the moon roof Lookin' at self preservation at another level You feel bad in your birthday outfit Time costs more now Thaw down Take me to your lizard king Manchild, hand style, pull pup string Gangbang Earth First and the last Is it worth coming back? Accustomed to the culture of cotton And then there was By that human part, sometimes, I tend to want to suppress. Because, The human part with me might say, Mosia, Who killed my daughter in law? I should go and shoot them. The human part might say I must go around looking for the Kleinhans Brothers, and shoot them. But the revolutionary in me says, it's over