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The London Remix (feat. Eminem, Kendrick Lamar, Mac Miller, Logic, Nipsey Hussle, J. Cole)

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The London Remix (feat. Eminem, Kendrick Lamar, Mac Miller, Logic, Nipsey Hussle, J. Cole)

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Nitin Randhawa

You are watching a master at work

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, woah

Rest in peace Mac Miller, It's been like ten years

Here we go (woah, woah)

Oh (You good, T-Minus?)

Oh (Nitin Randhawa)

Me-meet me at The London

If you find time, we can run one

Talk about some things we can't undo

You just send the pin, I can find you

6'1", in the money, 9'2"

You just say the word and I’ll run through

Two texts, no reply, that’s when I knew

I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew

Yeah, circumnavigate the globe as the cash grows (Grow)

Get a nigga whacked like you get the grass mowed (Mowed)

I'm talkin' slick when I'm with the Big Slime, nigga (Slime)

Could hit your bitch, you could never hit mine, nigga (Mine)

In my DM, they electric slide, nigga (Huh, slide)

No catfishin', this is not a fish fry, nigga

Never switch sides on my dog

Catch a contact, hitch a ride, go to Mars

Everybody sing

How could you come up out your face

And say I ain't the hardest nigga you done ever heard?

I left a flock of rappers dead and buried

A verse from me is like 11 birds

Just did the math, that's like two thousand dollars every word

I'm on the verge, I'll beat the charge

I killed some niggas and I walked away from it

Then I observe, just how you curve

Then told the nigga that they gotta wait for it

"I know—I know you in high demand"

I'm ballin' on a pussy nigga like Juwanna Mann

I'm drownin' all inside the pussy like I never swam

Ayy, fuck your IG, I put somethin' on your sonogram

I'm the man, ayy, ayy I'm the man, ayy, ayy

Me-meet me at The London

If you find time, we can run one

Talk about some things we can't undo

You just send the pin, I can find you

6'", in the money, 9'2"

You just say the word and I’ll run through

Two texts, no reply, that’s when I knew

I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew

Big guns, big guns, I got big guns

AR’s, AK’s, nigga pick one

This young nigga on that shit you should get on

And I promise she get fucked if yo bitch come

Know some Inglewood niggas showed a Crip love

He was like, "that nigga Nip kinda sick, Blood"

Know them East Side niggas bang my shit tough, it's all of love

Even to my homeboys that switched up

Funny thing is they swore when I get rich

I would turn my back on 'em but I’m still up in the mix, huh

Goddamn, ain't that some shit?

Can a young pull up in a six gettin' his dick sucked

Me-meet me at The London

If you find time, we can run one

Talk about some things we can't undo

You just send the pin, I can find you

6'1", in the money, 9'2"

You just say the word and I’ll run through

Two texts, no reply, that’s when I knew

I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew

This is just another cry for help

I'm moving to Jerusalem, assume I crucify myself

The flow inside the fire melt the diamonds to Orion's Belt

Splash into a giant well, motherfucking cannonball

Yeah I got the long sleeve Polo on

Groupies sucking dick, I'm busting quick cause they don't know my song

And Choo love bitches so we go along

Fuck her in my guest room, the pussy helps stress too

(Aight, hold on)

Your heart's broke and you need to get your pockets fixed

You done a lot of work, it shall remain anonymous

The flow is bottomless, it come around like karma quick

And boys turn to men at the end of the road, yeah

Ain't nothing more important than your family

I can do without the money and my sanity

I bust a nut, put the condom on the vanity

Only ones with ID Labs tatted, that's E. Dan and me

You better watch me bitch

My city never want for nothin' (never want for nothin', ayy)

My city love it when I'm hustlin' (love it when I'm hustlin', ayy)

I flip the merchandise and rotate (I flip the merchandise)

I've been a mogul and I'm heavy (I am an enterprise)

Every time I rep it's with the extras (with the extras)

I be on one, I be zonin', I be flexin' (I be flexin')

This shit gotta be the oil talk (oil talk)

This shit gotta be all your fault (all your fault)

Big body movin' with my name on it (name on it)

Big body, tell me she gon' sing on it (sing on it)

Me, my nigga Hootie, we gon' make a movie (we gon' make a movie)

I got moves to make, officer don't shoot me (officer don't shoot)

California-raised, California-paid, yeah (yeah)

California K's, watch out for the strays, yeah (yeah)

10 toes down, keep it underground, yeah (yeah)

Hoe we ran it then, now we run it now, yeah

Me-meet me at The London

If you find time, we can run one

Talk about some things we can't undo

You just send the pin, I can find you

6'1", in the money, 9'2"

You just say the word and I’ll run through

Two texts, no reply, that’s when I knew

I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew

Yeah

Another day another dollar from that 9 to 5

Yeah, you living but ask yourself, are you really alive?

I worked outside, I worked with food, I worked behind the desk

I’ve even hustled around my block, but hold up, I digress

I’ve paid my dues, see this life I didn’t choose

My face on the ten o'clock news, shit I refuse

I was born in a lower class, where gangsters with dough amass

And police would ask questions, but we never answered when asked (Yeah!)

Momma bitching while my sister baby daddy cooking crack in the kitchen

Getting rich in the street from slanging prescription

He showed me how to cook it, he showed me how to cut it

But deep down I always knew that life just wouldn’t cut it

So I started writing, it was a dark time

Only fifteen, but the shit I seen would blow your mind

School was getting harder due to my life at home

Principal always calling ‘cause I had barely shown

No father figure, my mother tried her best to be both

But let’s be honest a father really helps with your growth

But I was raised by Nas and Jay Z and Big L and Eminem

All of them set examples through their lyrics

Listen close so I could hear it, about life and how not to fear it

How to grab the wheel and steer it, and so I

And so I did just that

Word of advice follow your dreams and never look back

You know, everybody's been tellin' me

What they think about me for the last few months

Maybe it's time I tell 'em what I think about them

You are watching a master

Just remember, I was here before you

And I'll be here after you make your run-in for you

Detractors, I might have to fuck Pitchfork with a corkscrew

Just what the doctor ordered

Revenge is the best medicine

Increase the dose, from least to most

And then tell the Grammys to go and fuck themselves

They suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches

So they nominate 'em, get 'em there, get a name to MC the show

Every parasite needs a host (haha)

Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's ever even heard of

All I know is I wrote every single word to

Everything I ever murdered

Time to separate the sheep from goats (yeah)

And I got no faith in your writers, I don't believe in ghosts

When rap needed it most, I was that wing and a prayer

A beacon of hope, put a B-I-R-D in the air

Somewhere some kid is bumpin' this while he lip-syncs in the mirror

That's who I'm doin' it for, the rest I don't really even care

But you would think I'm carryin' an Oxford Dictionary in my pocket

How I'm buryin' these artists

On a scale of 'turnt' you're 'minus'

Mine says 'very', yours says 'hardly'

And what's scary is you probably can compare me to your car 'cause I'm just barely gettin' started (woo!)

And far as Lord Jamar, you better leave me the hell alone

Or I'll show you an Elvis clone

Walk up in this house you own, thrust my pelvic bone

Use your telephone and go fetch me the remote

Put my feet up and just make myself at home

I belong here, clown! Don't tell me 'bout the culture!

I inspired the Hopsins, the Logics, the Coles, the

Seans, the K-Dots, the 5'9" s, and oh

Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat, piss and moan

But I'm not gonna fall

Me-meet me at The London

If you find time, we can run one

Talk about some things we can't undo

You just send the pin, I can find you

6'1", in the money, 9'2"

You just say the word and I’ll run through

Two texts, no reply, that’s when I knew

I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew

I, crash down, we get money (Hey)

For the full town (Woah, when you won't play, I)

I decided, for the full side (Hoes will say)

And they know, I might (And fly, I)

Get down, might (Don't play)

See the whole town every time, I (Oh, every day)

Yeah, they know what's up (Folks will say)

You are watching a master

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