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Vic Mensa - Children Of The Sun Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1]
  • Listen, we the children of the sun, nigga, shine brighter
  • He the beatmaker, I’m the rhymewriter
  • Yo, check your cell, I got it locked like a crime fighter
  • I scribble legends of the future, I’m the time writer
  • Walking through the broken pieces
  • I break bread with gangsters, bankers, bosses
  • Reach the unspoken speechless
  • Whole court of the streets, middle finger to my teachers
  • Flirting with the *****es in the bleachers
  • Ooh, what’s new? Heard you been working on some ill shit
  • Niggas say y’all bringing back that real shit
  • That’s right, yo
  • Let me get my moment, time to put the *****es on it
  • When you stacking dollars
  • Saving money you’se a big component
  • Me, I’m in it to own it, ain’t fixated on no short shit
  • Niggas don’t like it, ***** ‘em with a horsedick
  • Who drop heaters? of course, Vic
  • Niggas making their music constipated, they force shit
  • I let it flow, inhale the weed then let it go, that medical
  • Grown niggas can’t get into places I already go
  • My nigga, let it go
  • You scary otter, I’m Harry Potter
  • You petty Peter Pettigrew
  • Ain’t never tripping about a silly hoe
  • Said listen when I start ripping
  • But holla if you hear me though
  • I ***** hoes, eat cheerios
  • Said she could eat breakfast
  • But I told her I’d be strizzy with some cereal
  • Here we go, hold up, hold up
  • Let me get back, watch your back
  • In the city where the semi klick klack
  • Oh, read it, my nigga interview that
  • SaveMoney to the front, get with them or move back
  • Oh yes, it’s KTD, we in the trap
  • She said she like the way I rap
  • Girl you should see me in the sack
  • Oh, now drop it back low
  • Swimming in the women like a tadpole
  • Know a couple hoes be doing mad blow, it’s sad, yo
  • I put it to the back burner, habitual sack burner
  • Revolution; Nat Turner
  • Fast learner and regular cash earner
  • Trying to turn the game into some different shit
  • Spit that shit reflect the situations that we livin’ with
  • Tell ‘em something significant, get us out of this deficit
  • Up from out the depression shit, off of all of that extra shit
  • I ain’t saying that shit ain’t cool, we just need less of it
  • This is the New Testament

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