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[Verse 1]
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
Apartments of cigarette ash
Wait outside until it begins
Won’t be the first ones in
Spend your life waiting in line
You find it hard to define
But you do it every time
Then you do it again

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Verse 2]
First kiss tastes like cigarettes
Dead man walking take your bets
Once again you lost your friends
Around and around again
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
Apartments of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
In a world of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Who did you ask?

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Verse 3]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, sometimes Sunday
Love is hard, sex is easy
God in heaven, could you please me?
You think you invented life
You find it hard to define
But you do it every time
Then you do it again

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Still looking for signs of life (Looking for signs of life)
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

Those cool kids
Stuck in the past
In a world of cigarette ash
“Where are we going?”
Who did you ask?
Who did you ask?

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

[Bridge]
(Still looking)
Looking for signs of life
(Signs of life)
Still looking for signs of life
(Signs of life)

[Chorus]
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again
Looking for signs of life
Looking for signs every night
But there’s no signs of life
So we do it again

Well the cops are taking over
While everyone’s in your car
‘Coz happiness is still a warm gun
What’s it to be free man?
What say you’re a peon?
Me I just believe in the sun

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

Tell of funny doses, and lemonade me roses
And some say it’s the cause of it all
Concentrate on winning
Forget about beginning
Forget about the middle and then?

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

Take me down through the streets of China Town
Show me that you know some places
God told me live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

[Verse]
Kill JAY Z, they’ll never love you
You’ll never be enough, let’s just keep it real, JAY Z
Fuck JAY Z, I mean, you shot your own brother
How can we know if we can trust JAY Z?
And you know better, nigga, I know you do
But you gotta do better, boy, you owe it to Blue
You had no father, you had the armor
But you got a daughter, gotta get softer
Die JAY Z, this ain’t back in the days
You don’t need an alibi, JAY Z
Cry JAY Z, we know the pain is real
But you can’t heal what you never reveal
What’s up, JAY Z?
You know you owe the truth to all the youth
That fell in love with JAY Z
You got people you love you sold drugs to
You got high on the life, that shit drugged you!
You walkin’ around like you invincible
You dropped outta school, you lost your principles
I know people backstab you, I felt bad too
But this ‘fuck everybody’ attitude ain’t natural
But you ain’t a Saint, this ain’t KumbaYe
But you got hurt because you did cool by ‘Ye
You gave him 20 million without blinkin’
He gave you 20 minutes on stage, fuck was he thinkin’?
“Fuck wrong with everybody?” is what you sayin’
But if everybody’s crazy, you’re the one that’s in sane
Crazy how life works
You got a knot in your chest, imagine how a knife hurts
You stabbed Un over some records
Your excuse was “He was talkin’ too reckless!”
Let go your ego over your right shoulder
Your left is sayin’, “Finish your breakfast!”
You egged Solange on
Knowin’ all along, all you had to say you was wrong
You almost went Eric Benét
Let the baddest girl in the world get away
I don’t even know what else to say
Nigga, never go Eric Benét !
I don’t even know what you woulda done
In the Future, other niggas playin’ football with your son
You wouldv’e lost it
13 bottles of Ace of Spade, what it did to Boston
Nah, JAY Z
Bye, JAY Z

Skin is, skin, is
Skin black, my skin is black
My, black, my skin is yellow

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

O.J. like, “I’m not black, I’m O.J.”
… Okay
House nigga, don’t fuck with me
I’m a field nigga with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
I’mma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, “Please don’t die over the neighborhood
That your mama renting
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That’s how you rinse it”
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginning
I could’ve bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like 2 million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I’m feeling? Dumbo

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

You wanna know what’s more important
Than throwing away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people
Own all the property in America? This how they did it
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck living rich and dying broke
I bought some artwork for 1 million
2 years later, that shit worth 2 million
Few years later, that shit worth 8 million
I can’t wait to give this shit to my children
Y’all think it’s bougie, I’m like, it’s fine
But I’m trying to give you a million dollars worth of game for $9.99
I turned that 2 to a 4, 4 into an 8
I turned my life into a nice first week release date
Y’all out here still taking advances, huh?
Me and my niggas taking real chances, uh
Y’all on the Gram holding money to your ear
There’s a disconnect, we don’t call that money over here, yeah

Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

Ready for it
I’m ready for it
Yeah
Ah

East-side nigga
With that “[?] saw”
Talking about that “he saw” nigga
With that “we saw” nigga
With that “he saw”
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly

I survived reading guys like you
I’m surprised y’all think you can disguise y’all truths
I seen eyes wide as they about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots
I wave to these haters, don’t give me dap
You know the world can see how phony you act, bruh
Y’all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference between you and I
My crash course was much tougher
Around friends who kill they friends then hug their friends’ mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn’t there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a side eye in my sleep

Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes before he died
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from them purple eyes
They eyes hide, they eyes high
My eyes wide shut to all the lies
These industry niggas, they always been fishy
But ain’t no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
This guy had ‘Slave’ on his face
You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
I’m surprised you ain’t auction off the casket
Don’t big bro me, don’t big homie
I’ve seen pure admiration become rivals
I’ve been to Paris at least two times
I’ve seen the Eiffel, I’ve seen a eye full

Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

I’ve been out of touch for a couple years
I’ve been ready for this for real
Hoping I can touch what I see
Cause I’ve been ready for you, for real

He saw a nigga
With that “[?] saw”
Talking about that “he saw” nigga
With that “we saw” nigga
With that “he saw”
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly
Uh