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Childish Gambino

Silk Pillow

Silk Pillow

(album: Royalty - 2012)

[Verse 1: Beck]
Centrifugal force pulling me off-course, in a horse race
Changing horses midstream, fourteenth place
On videotape surveillance playback
Sigh you lose face, disgraced, God forbid you
Fall off of the face of the Earth with chase
The black hole of what you thought it was worth today
“Don't shoot the piano player” I heard them say
It was your fault, centrifugal force, you got caught
Convict monotonous, a verdict thoughtless
As you read it out loud, at least I was being relatively honest
Standing in your office trying to speak to some anacondas
Leaking sawless from the sawdust
While your doppleganger stands copless
No one notices, they got their own dramas
Drama-rama's mellow dramas
You draw commas on the eyes of madonnas
And wonder why you can't turn traumas into nirvanas

[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
Don't mess your head up, still run with these young bucks
Still running on jet fuel, still pimping on what-what
What was I thinkin'? I wasn't
What am I drinkin'? I'm buzzing
Speaking of weekends I used to fuck with your cousin
I used to rap about nothing, now I rap about nothing
But that nothing was something that ain't nobody was bumping
See I still got it boo-boo, just a battle, do you
Wonders if you don't wanna be under some gross dude
But most girls will do it just for a corner seat at Nobu
I bet your daughter's perfect, he say it like he know you
My daughter isn't living yet, at water village idiot
Their flow's dumb, but that royalty's the silliest
Now

[Verse 3: Childish Gambino]
Someone tell these niggas I ain't fucking 'round
Fly them all to Vegas man we hold it down
Living for the present, nigga we fuck futures
Sipping on some whiskey, these bitches drinking Kombucha
Recession means more oppression, these niggas will shoot ya
Rio de Janeiro, these bitches looking like Xuxa
Talk with anacondas, at least I'm being honest
I'm trying to turn these Keke Palmers into baby mamas
Baby mama, I'm your baby, mama
Man, let your boy drown, they ain't save me, momma
They ain't save me momma
They ain't save me momma
Silk pillow for that new weave
Silk pillow for that new weave

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