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I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Open up the doors on ’em, we playing tonight
Bring on the marching band and turn on the stadium lights
They gonna learn from me, this is our church to be
Life of a champion, ugh, so Freddy Mercury
Sneaking into Hov concerts in nosebleeds
The Hov bein’ like woah
Yeah, independant, keep killing these people and don’t sleep
Even the pigeon toed still standing on both feet, you know
It’s obvious who’s night this is
Grandparent’s immigrants, couple Irish kids
Victory in my grass, gotta fight for this
The streets are ours this evening, going undefeated
I roll the dice against the staircase, uh huh
Steak season, gotta marinate, uh huh
If I happen to die tonight, put my spirit in the stars
Bury me in the grave and carve “the history was ours”
Said I

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Wake up, bitch, I ain’t dead yet
And If I was in heaven, I’d be the best dressed
My closet looking like a swap meet in Texas
And maybe it’s excess, but we ain’t cut from the same cloth, player
Talking to a boss player
Checks like a ball player
Easy money, all lay-ups
I be pissing off neighbors
Get up off my dick and get the finger like a cross-fader
I be in my lawn chair star gazing like, woo!
All praise to the most high
Your boy in his own J’s, I made it to courtside
Remember the old days and praying for co-signs
When labels offer me pay, I said that I won’t sign
I took my weakness and turned that into a weapon
And when everybody doubted me, I turned that to my leopard
So I stand up on the stage, it wasn’t planned, see it was destined
Look at fifty-thousand people with their hands unto the heavens and said

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Bridge: Eric Nally]
Didn’t come this far to lose
Won’t let death make a move
Might not mean much to you, but I’d die for this W
Let my life be something to prove
Every scrape, every fight, every cut, every bruise
I lay it all on the line, I re-write these rules
Victory in my sight, I will not lose

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

I tried playing it cool
Girl when I’m looking at you
I can’t ever be brave
Cause you make my heart race

Shot me out of the sky
You’re my kryptonite
You keep making me weak
Yeah, frozen and can’t breathe

Some things gotta give now
Cause I’m dying just to make you see
That I need you here with me now
Cause you’ve got that one thing

So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing

Now I’m climbing the walls
But you don’t notice at all
That I’m going out of my mind
All day and all night

Some things gotta give now
Cause I’m dying just to know your name
And I need you here with me now
Cause you’ve got that one thing

So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing

So get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing

You’ve got that one thing

Get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead

So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing

Get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you’ve got that one thing

Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store

[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted
[?] while in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, [?]
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Momma said, “Pull your pants up”
[?] corners, and scraper are loyal [?] bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, improving
There’s commas on the way
Put the [?] on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on [?]
They all wanna know whats next, I don’t even know myself
Now, I don’t wanna hear your [?], I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the [?], forget my day by the morning

[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor
Never smoked a backwood, it was all Swishers
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence
Roasting, talking sh*t, we mobbing, I just got my momma’s whip
We blow dank out that window
[?] with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up [?], I mixed the red with the [?]
Can I tell you ’bout our future? We was on the corner, posted
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow, on the rooftop smoking
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag, I was just doing my thing
Hit the hot food aisle, got the gizzards instead of the wings
But it’s [?], play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing to 11 and we smoking on some Ports
And getting [?]
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the

[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store

[Verse 3: Dave B]
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
I’m [?] on the border
Pushing pen to the paper for peso, they wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos, you gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you [?]
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy
But they don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable

[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store

[Chorus: Maklemore]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip

[Outro]
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

RIP Willy Wonka, watch the roof come off
I pull up in that candy paint, call it Veruca Salt
You cheated and you lied, you broke the rules, my dog
Now you wanna come around when there’s food involved
Hell no
Let the truth be told, I’m in the [?]
With the dookie roll, a little [?] on
I’m eating sushi rolls, doing the tootsie rolls
Thinking about Gucci [?]
I’m in a neutral zone, I’m about to lose control
About to hop out, you thinking I’m Rick Ross
I’m pulling out in that Maybach
And I copped that from the thrift shop
When my daughter is singing “Hakuna Matata”
While they hooting and hollering
I’m maneuvering [?] Budapest
Got my baby mama and [?] the IRS
[?] tryna get into my wallet
But they ain’t getting all up in it
Put my feet up and I’m
[?] relax, cause I’m all about that action boss

[Pre-Chorus: Macklemore]
I’m a motherf*ckin’ icon, boots made of python
I’m met with the Pres and I’m in Obama’s iPod
My front yard got all kinds of cars
I don’t really f*ck with the caviar
6 figures get your 16 Wonka bars, give me that

[Chorus: Offset]
Willy Wonka flavor (Willy Wonka)
Willy Wonka been had haters (Hey)
Willy Wonka live on acres (Acres)
Willy Wonka got a lot of paper (Racks)
Go to take a picture with a raver (Wraith)
I barely see my own neighbors (Where?)
Willy Wonka, I got flavor
Willy Wonka, I got flavor
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Willy Wonka, I got flavor

[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
I woke up like
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka

[Verse 2: Offset ]
I got more flavor than Willy Wonka (flavor)
I took three bitches to Benihanas
I took a jet out to Punta Cana
She got her lift from my anaconda
Hands on my hip when I grip the burner
Roll up some cookie, you smell the burner
Willy Wonka probably pour Duss
Blowing up this money like a flu
I pipe the sh*t up but can’t pipe that bitch up
No, Super Bowl ring, but not one Super Bowl
What would you do for some dope? (flash)
I took a picture for four
I never play with my nose
My wrist is a ‘fridgerator cause its cold
Pull up in the [?] I suppose
I was broke when I was a tadpole
Hoppin’ out the gold sh*t
Jumpin’ in the crowd all for [?]
All in her mouth like Scope
Green [?]for clover
How many horses up in your motor?
Snakes in the grass, they cobra
Tryna give a hundred like [?]
Raindrop lifestyle emoji

[Chorus: Offset]
Willy Wonka flavor (Willy Wonka)
Willy Wonka been had haters (Hey)
Willy Wonka live on acres (Acres)
Willy Wonka got a lot of paper (Racks)
Go to take a picture with a raver (Wraith)
I barely see my own neighbors (Where?)
Willy Wonka, I got flavor
Willy Wonka, I got flavor
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor, got flavor
Got flavor like Steph
Willy Wonka, I got flavor

[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
I woke up like
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka
Bitch, I’m Willy Wonka

[Outro]
Gemini

I paid my dues, now I’m really on
? to the SEA put my city on
Left the condo for a bigger home
Everything clean like my chicken bones
I work hard, I work hard for it
Had to go back to the chalkboard
We was tourin’ countries all foreign
Now I don’t gotta open car doors
So say whats up to my haters at the club tonight
I’ll be busy singing my daughter lullaby’s
When she sleep, I hit the booth and get super lit
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life, yeah
The tensions so thick, you could cut with a butter knife, yeah
If that’s your example of artists, then what am I?
You lied to consumer, you say that you booming
That’s probably why Metro don’t trust you, gosh

[Chorus]
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain’t no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain’t no 9 to 5, yeah

[Verse 2]
10 million sold, go and look at that
Ain’t no middleman gonna get any of that
I suck at math, but I know how to add (one plus one)
That’s a whole lotta money
Bought my baby’s mama mama a pad
Wow, it was [?] on stage looking like the white James Brown
There’s a whole lotta people in this arena and you know it sold out
Took my daughter on the road and she pointing’ at me from the crowd
Saying, “That’s my daddy, top 5 on stage,” no doubt
In God we trust, God we trust
They ain’t came in the same way
They are not with us, not with us
Came back and it’s game time
This the follow-up, and now I’m up
I decided that was not enough
Dopps and Boodo with that final touch
Competition, go and line ’em up
I run this sh*t, I run this sh*t
Put that on my momma
I done this sh*t, I done this sh*t since I was pushin’ a Honda
No one hit sh*t, no one hit sh*t, platinum plaques in mi casa
And my accountant’s dead (rest in peace)
Couldn’t count the commas

[Chorus]
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain’t no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain’t no 9 to 5, yeah

[Outro]
Gemini