Laraaji

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Laraaji by Armand Hammer

Laraaji Lyrics

[00:01.60] Jazz hat like Laraaji
[00:03.59] Black derbies and denim, Conway bag for the boosters
[00:07.16] CocoRosie, codeine trippin', a home with no heat
[00:09.87] Grandmaster Flash gave me a job
[00:12.15] Coon storage, the room is live
[00:14.32] Myth of meritocracy, fuck a cock-and-squeeze
[00:17.38] Tender-headed Black boys sleeping under the ginkgo tree
[00:20.32] Dreaming of becoming ungovernable
[00:22.33] Make trouble for you
[00:23.85] 3D-printing guns in gentrified public schools, this is Bucktown
[00:28.04] All I lost was my mustache, rank and file, they all cut down
[00:31.52] What now?
[00:33.35] Should've killed me when you had the chance, now it's out your hands
[00:36.99] I don't need an advance, I don't dance
[00:39.84] Herzog voiceover, the camera pans
[00:42.17] Everybody's a cameraman
[00:44.16] There's no use writing, rest assured, you're wasting words
[00:47.40] The world doesn't turn anymore
[00:49.02] Half burns, the other side will never thaw, burning books to keep warm
[00:52.96] Should've killed him when you had the chance
[00:54.98] Overseas, underpasses, cupped hands shield matches
[00:58.25] Fentanyl dream catcher, nine-to-five dream snatcher
[01:01.57] Bleed you slow, what you captured (yo)
[01:03.31] Say less, it's tacit
[01:04.58] (Should've killed you when I had the chance)
[01:05.54] Uh, private pleasure, beggar's banquet
[01:07.90] Weights and measures, coded language makes her anxious
[01:11.18] I can taste it, when chickenheads come home to roost
[01:14.26] No, it's no the same as Bluetooth
[01:16.52] Emperor's new groove, can't play it straight
[01:18.91] Fangs dipped in gold, screw face, who knew?
[01:21.55] Like Palm Spring reparation
[01:23.52] Pay more, be poor, that's just basics
[01:26.78] Ain't no ambulance, ain't no spaceships for no niggas tonight (ain't no)
[01:31.32] Hell no, hell no, won't be no very special negro show tonight
[01:37.46] Went to sleep in a tree and woke up to feeding
[01:40.39] Every man to himself, that's the edict
[01:42.80] God side with the winners (cold facts), the thief next to Jesus
[01:46.28] I wanted to be better than my father, but history just repeated
[01:49.61] Mystery god, but y'all still looking for a reason
[01:52.73] Broken men playing out the string
[01:54.91] It's football season, December in Cleveland
[01:57.71] Lining up, but in my heart, already beaten
[02:00.29] Narrow cot in the SRO, no mirror, I already know
[02:03.70] Killers on the stairs, man in a hole, I'm through running
[02:08.86] The universe is a cycle
[02:14.76] Body of death
[02:19.65] What is death?
[02:22.05] Is it another part of-
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From the album: Mercy