From a land that far too well comprehends
Universal madness
Not too far from the symbolic architecture that masks it
But all is fair I guess
Cause broken glass
Cherry blossoms
And bullet fragments
Don't look as fantastic on the pamphlet
Let me land though, let me land
I welcome premature jokes I'm a last laugh enthusiast
My wrath bout to start
This your last time to show me how doing
How you moving
What we doing
Are we doing this you tryna outclass
You gon found out who the truant is nosy little boy I be hot
Trying act like he cool with us
Dap us and move along my temperature too much
I'm out london on the humble
Trying not clutch
My cousin laughed and said man walk I got the crutches
Two sticks can make a fire, show me where the smoke is
I told them, show me who gon match the one holding the torches
Now you said you in the trenches having all the motion
I dunno, but look to me, that sounds like extortion hm
But you ain't know that's part of this culture
The politicians is functional smokers
Uh
But who gon' really care
Cause all the hittas who ain't kidding
Over here be kids
Free car, bip proceed with caution come here for brunch
Might leave here nauseous might leave,
Say aw shit thought DC was chocolate?
Agree my dog but
It's sweet till its dark here
It's dark here
Been some hard years
Bullet fragments
Broken glass
Cherry blossoms
Ghetto Speak Video (MV)
Performed By: Wale
Language: English
Length: 1:37
Written by: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Fredrik Halldin, Emil Larbi, Vince Evans
Wale - Ghetto Speak Lyrics
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From a land that far too well comprehends
Universal madness
Not too far from the symbolic architecture that masks it
But all is fair I guess
Cause broken glass
Cherry blossoms
And bullet fragments
Don't look as fantastic on the pamphlet
Let me land though, let me land
I welcome premature jokes I'm a last laugh enthusiast
My wrath bout to start
This your last time to show me how doing
How you moving
What we doing
Are we doing this you tryna outclass
You gon found out who the truant is nosy little boy I be hot
Trying act like he cool with us
Dap us and move along my temperature too much
I'm out london on the humble
Trying not clutch
My cousin laughed and said man walk I got the crutches
Two sticks can make a fire, show me where the smoke is
I told them, show me who gon match the one holding the torches
Now you said you in the trenches having all the motion
I dunno, but look to me, that sounds like extortion hm
But you ain't know that's part of this culture
The politicians is functional smokers
Uh
But who gon' really care
Cause all the hittas who ain't kidding
Over here be kids
Free car, bip proceed with caution come here for brunch
Might leave here nauseous might leave,
Say aw shit thought DC was chocolate?
Agree my dog but
It's sweet till its dark here
It's dark here
Been some hard years
Bullet fragments
Broken glass
Cherry blossoms
Universal madness
Not too far from the symbolic architecture that masks it
But all is fair I guess
Cause broken glass
Cherry blossoms
And bullet fragments
Don't look as fantastic on the pamphlet
Let me land though, let me land
I welcome premature jokes I'm a last laugh enthusiast
My wrath bout to start
This your last time to show me how doing
How you moving
What we doing
Are we doing this you tryna outclass
You gon found out who the truant is nosy little boy I be hot
Trying act like he cool with us
Dap us and move along my temperature too much
I'm out london on the humble
Trying not clutch
My cousin laughed and said man walk I got the crutches
Two sticks can make a fire, show me where the smoke is
I told them, show me who gon match the one holding the torches
Now you said you in the trenches having all the motion
I dunno, but look to me, that sounds like extortion hm
But you ain't know that's part of this culture
The politicians is functional smokers
Uh
But who gon' really care
Cause all the hittas who ain't kidding
Over here be kids
Free car, bip proceed with caution come here for brunch
Might leave here nauseous might leave,
Say aw shit thought DC was chocolate?
Agree my dog but
It's sweet till its dark here
It's dark here
Been some hard years
Bullet fragments
Broken glass
Cherry blossoms
Writer: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Fredrik Halldin, Emil Larbi, Vince Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.