Soul Khan, Sene - Shot Glass Magnified lyrics
[Soul Khan, Sene - Shot Glass Magnified lyrics]
"I wanna work! I wanna build
Something of my own
How do you not understand that?"
Ladies and gentlemen
Live from planet Brooklyn
The one and only, Sene
Now when I say "Sene" I mean
He's seen a lot of things
In his short lifetime
Most people should not see and
Most people should see know what I mean?
Honestly, I just wanna get if I'm lucky
See the Rangers raise another Stanley Cup
Thank god for every penny, every twenty
Every buck since money over pussy taught me
How to ante up
Shit, I put that on yo mama, make a guarantee
I'mma find my first mill' before
They ever find Osama fo' really
Flyer than a hockey team in Philly
Silly ganja i paint dots every city I go
Made when collectin' that dough
It's sad, my fam used to be embarrassed I rap
Now they know that he's their only hope
Trying to duck landlords
Dodging the Holy Ghost
Drowning in holey boats
Washed ashore still breathing with
A broken soul i'm from a broken home
I keep my focus strong
So you do you and I'll do me
And when we cross the road
Expect a problem with your feet if
We go toe to toe
I'm trying to move a couple heads
Up on the totem pole
I can't be satisfied until my abuelita know
I got that Bush-Clinton-Rove-Condoleezza role
Enough dough that I can open up a pizza sto'
So let your mama, let your papa
Let your preacher know
I can't concern myself with shit
That sure tip, to each his own
Sometimes it's too hard to read between
The lines that your own hand has scrawled
And the one that you most want and need
May be the one who's last to call
First the slum village breaks up
Now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Soul
But, if you didn't know Dilla
'Til there was no Dilla
Then we probably on an opposite road
Some thought this record store was
Just another stepping stone
But, it's a place that gave me
More than you could ever know
A lotta big names claimed it
But they never showed
'Til they saw the fat lady
Breaking out her metronome
You'd kill a man that brings
A knife into a gunfight
I'd resurrect him with a
Vial full of sunlight
This music hustle got me fighting
For my love life
Trying to make her understand that
Lightning never struck twice
My homie sene is getting twisted
Off the spliff aroma
I'm bottle tippin' honest Injun
On my sixth Corona it's like we on a mission
To discover different comas
Cause these days shit is
Uglier than women bowlers
I need to cool my jets
Before all this foolishness
Leaves me with nothing except by a
Stomach full of new regrets
I ain't trying be the dolphin in the tuna net
I wanna be the Oval Officer that you elect
So I'mma hitchike the galaxy without a guide
I see the blueprint shine above
The town in white
My eyes are green lanterns and
Behind my speech patterns
There's a wailing wall of every blessing
That I count at night
My shot glass magnifies this
Empty space I'm in
My shot glass magnifies it
My shot glass magnifies
My shot glass magnifies it
My shot glass magnifies
My shot glass magnifies this
Empty space I'm in
Something of my own
How do you not understand that?"
Ladies and gentlemen
Live from planet Brooklyn
The one and only, Sene
Now when I say "Sene" I mean
He's seen a lot of things
In his short lifetime
Most people should not see and
Most people should see know what I mean?
Honestly, I just wanna get if I'm lucky
See the Rangers raise another Stanley Cup
Thank god for every penny, every twenty
Every buck since money over pussy taught me
How to ante up
Shit, I put that on yo mama, make a guarantee
I'mma find my first mill' before
They ever find Osama fo' really
Flyer than a hockey team in Philly
Silly ganja i paint dots every city I go
Made when collectin' that dough
It's sad, my fam used to be embarrassed I rap
Now they know that he's their only hope
Trying to duck landlords
Dodging the Holy Ghost
Drowning in holey boats
Washed ashore still breathing with
A broken soul i'm from a broken home
I keep my focus strong
So you do you and I'll do me
And when we cross the road
Expect a problem with your feet if
We go toe to toe
I'm trying to move a couple heads
Up on the totem pole
I can't be satisfied until my abuelita know
I got that Bush-Clinton-Rove-Condoleezza role
Enough dough that I can open up a pizza sto'
So let your mama, let your papa
Let your preacher know
I can't concern myself with shit
That sure tip, to each his own
Sometimes it's too hard to read between
The lines that your own hand has scrawled
And the one that you most want and need
May be the one who's last to call
First the slum village breaks up
Now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Soul
But, if you didn't know Dilla
'Til there was no Dilla
Then we probably on an opposite road
Some thought this record store was
Just another stepping stone
But, it's a place that gave me
More than you could ever know
A lotta big names claimed it
But they never showed
'Til they saw the fat lady
Breaking out her metronome
You'd kill a man that brings
A knife into a gunfight
I'd resurrect him with a
Vial full of sunlight
This music hustle got me fighting
For my love life
Trying to make her understand that
Lightning never struck twice
My homie sene is getting twisted
Off the spliff aroma
I'm bottle tippin' honest Injun
On my sixth Corona it's like we on a mission
To discover different comas
Cause these days shit is
Uglier than women bowlers
I need to cool my jets
Before all this foolishness
Leaves me with nothing except by a
Stomach full of new regrets
I ain't trying be the dolphin in the tuna net
I wanna be the Oval Officer that you elect
So I'mma hitchike the galaxy without a guide
I see the blueprint shine above
The town in white
My eyes are green lanterns and
Behind my speech patterns
There's a wailing wall of every blessing
That I count at night
My shot glass magnifies this
Empty space I'm in
My shot glass magnifies it
My shot glass magnifies
My shot glass magnifies it
My shot glass magnifies
My shot glass magnifies this
Empty space I'm in