Parables (Remix)

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[Intro: Cordae]
I have to ride with them, ride with them
Roll with them, roll with the, whoa, whoa, whoa
Tell them, “Ride with ’em”, we could ride with them
Ride with them, whoa, we could, whoa, whoa, whoa
I say odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what
Look, nigga, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Nigga, I need, we could fight with them, ride
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Cordae]
I’ve seen shit in my life, my light is shining
Protect your energy from poison when the python strikes
My first mistake was breaking into Niken bikes
Watch my moves and I’ll show you what an icon looks like
You let the past be over, right?
Nigga, fuck your truce, move on
And if that nigga touch your shoes
You better explode on them and on my mama, nigga
I’ma have that money on them, hundred on the dash on them
Swerve, born from the trench, you from the suburbs
Nigga, fuck the early bird, nigga
I’m gonna have this fucking chicken
And if a nigga ever got a problem, nigga
We can fuck it fix, on my momma, nigga
I just wanna prove myself
I just pray throughout the fight, I don’t get lost
Glock, no security, Plaxico, I could shoot myself
They catch balls like two Odells, and, nigga, you gon ‘say it
But listen

[Chorus: Cordae]
I can tell you that time was going hard in the painting
And I can tell you things that other niggas can’t, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time I had to give up a rank of nigga
And I can tell you what I did while drinking, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time I signed a contract for twenty bands
And I used that shit to get my bro out of the box, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time when I had a dime and a plan
I can tell you shit, but you won’t understand, let me tell you, nigga

[Verse 2: Cordae]
First and foremost, for every open door, a door closes
Beat a nigga, take his burgundy, upgrade my wardrobe
And God knows living like this, it leads to a short road
A dead end, or jail time, where we were heading
Instead, when I got bread I broke it with brothers
Eyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran
I made a few dollars with come-ups, my niggas flex
Nigga got a problem, so I can do some fixes
Okay, cool, always with the same niggas since grade school
I don’t give a fuck about your Shade Room when I made room
To everyone on this late moon, and word to Rae Sremm ‘
I had to bring them the fucking swing
And I don’t even want to have blank on them
That lam ‘truck has a full tank on them
But, a nigga better not look at me askance
That’s some shit I can’t say on this song, but let me tell ya, nigga

[Chorus: Cordae & Eminem]
I can tell you that time was going hard in the painting
And I can tell you things that other niggas can’t, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time I had to give up a rank of nigga
And I can tell you what I did while drinking, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time I signed a contract for twenty bands
And I used that shit to get my bro out of the box, let me tell you
I can tell you about the time when I had a dime and a plan (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I can tell you shit, but you won’t understand, let me tell you, nigga

[Verse 3: Eminem]
I’ve seen shit in my life, at one point I
I still remember how much I wanted “5 microphones”
My biggest dream was just to turn it into Unsigned Hype

It’s so hard for me to understand that it was once my life
Shit will make you wanna walk away like a plea deal
So I treat a beat like it’s Tekashi, spit on that bitch like Meek Mill
My addiction made me weak
I’m relapsing, I think I can’t stop eating Beat Pills
And doctor DRE keep giving me refills

Send them to me, bullets hit indiscriminately
Senior women and men and small children until the Sig is empty
I fucked the Gen-Z in a frenzy, but nothing to give, it’s in me, I’m stingy
And that’s the fucking difference between them and me

And that’s the reason I’m, in my Louis Vuitton
More gory than Eva Long

That rap shit, that’s somethin ‘you’ll never see me like the graduation party
What I mean is the bar is higher than Cheech and Chong
When you give them each a bang

I call my Stan’s a fan club because the one he is unleashed on
Fuckin ‘hits, like police batons
You’re all window shoppers, gather voyeurs
I still have this bubble on my back, a red dot on my head
Yeah, blood on my hands for some of the rhymes I said
Police squad on the job
Got them hot on my track, like my step dad with the belt, got SWAT on my ass
I was painfully shy, now I’m proud of myself
Like the Obama kids, I came out of my shell (Michelle)

And I can promise this
On my mama, shit, no girls, bitch
That every word will be true so without further ado
It’s the return of the ruthless deadlier than Mook so what you’re gonna do is think I’m allergic when I point that fucking burner on ‘shh
I throw shadows, these will be curtains for you
Pray for the verse to pass, birth of a new one
Worse me who is determined to do
Permanent damage with the words I threw, bird’s eye view My name is zeus
I surround you like I’m a vulture, features are tournaments, I turn them into
Let go of me is like verbal abuse, hurtful language to curse you
I made a few mistakes that happened in my youth, skipped a word or two but finished
Talking to you about government food stamps and cheese
And how we used to have free school meals
I told you before, about the holes in my pony shoes and my Rustler jeans
When it was mom, little brother and me
I told you about being kicked out at 20 degrees, no money to eat
“About thrift stores and being piss poor, Christmas mom had presents for us, when brother and I found out that she
I wrapped shit around the house, to stick it under the tree
Thin

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