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Yeah
On my young niggas, on my dumb niggas
Yeah
Woo!
Yeah (ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
On my young niggas, on my dumb niggas (ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
Call up the brother one time! (Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
Woo!
Ay, location device
Ay, elevation like
Ay, we with ceiling lights
Ay, sipping from the kite
We in love with the rally, but they had to have the clothes
Tonight we unified society, all my sisters and my bros
Against the wind, they gon' shoot us
Regardless which way it blows
In the moon like we're Venus
Kites like UFOs
Nigga hold the door (hold the door, hold the door, hold the door)
What you tryna to close it for? (Tryna to close it for, tryna to close it for)
Nigga hold the door (nigga hold the door, nigga hold the door)
There's room for so many more (room for so many more, room for so many more)
Wake up in the morning, don't know if you're coming back!
When we took the monster, would make sense if it was dark
Everybody needs friends, okay
If you got the light inside you know you need the black!
If you want to shine way up!
If you want to shine way up!
Way, way, way up!
If you want to bring the day up
Kites on my radar, life in my palms
We unite through the chaos (only for the purest)
Tell them to obey ours
My cerebellum throwing rebellion from from AR's (room full of broom sticks)
The day I have a J-R, I'll tell him to work for God only
And quit his day job (room full of bullshit)
Radio never play ours
This revolution ain't televised with prayer
Jumping over borders
Ain't no ruler for restriction
Ain't no police to deport us
Ain't no summons for our sons
Ain't no dealings for our daughters
Every prosecution hung, save the verdict for the lawyers
Illuminate the corn, I celebrate humanity and scream back at me in the morning
Every field in Mississippi, every street in California
Know the devil is alive, this the time to be anointed
Trackin' down a stream, that's connected to a dream
Head bussin', it ain't nothin', even if I gotta bleed
Sitting waiting patient for a universal pain
Politicking with the nation, this is as big as you and me
I'll let you find my contacts, okay
Tryna set us up for combat, no way
Waking up the spirit inside every human being
If you with us then you scream so they all can shout way out
Me, I am way, way up (way up, way up)
Way, way, way up
Ay, ay
Wanna bring the fucking crayon
Hey, hey
These girls in here are the humblest
We drink out of plastic tumblers
While you see us on Tumblr's
We wanna get a job as a baroness
But they don't want no goddamn foreigners
So hey, you, you wanna marry us?
Prayers, the cross, they carry us
I wanna get out 'cause I'm curious
I'm serious, I hope you are feeling us
I'm pained by all of these periods
Where morals are running delirious
It's our dream, out of radius
I'm letting off kites over barriers
I'm letting off kites over barriers
I'm letting off kites over barriers
Letting off kites over barriers
They give us so much more
Hey, hey!
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