Another Tune (Prod. Driver)

"sit down will ya and play a couple of tunes for me, not asking much just sit down and play a couple of tunes"

(Verse 1)

Couple of tunes for the goons

That I️ felt necessary to throw in lagoon

Ima shoot for the stars but then land on the moon

High expectation the bringer of doom

Moon dress really blocking my light

Eclipse is the whip that we fuck in all night

They ready to fight with the sip of he sprite

But they make like my homies and dip outta sight, yeah

Never been the type of man to go flee

Where they put a switchblade to your goatee

Drop these bars and then I️ go free

All these bitches drowning in flees

Never wanna freeze with the fees

That make a mother fucker pray on his knees

Cut out your artery drip and you bleed

Fuck with nobody assassin of creed

"whatever you do don't stop playing"

(Verse 2)

Don’t play with the flow I️ distribute

I’m making tribute

My body I️ miss you

For all that I️ misuse

I’m throwing out tissues

Cause that ain’t really gonna fix all my issues

She says don’t stop when I’m on top

Keep playing the keys on my laptop

You a good crook and I’m a bad cop

Even tho I️ distribute this crack rock

Inject it right into your ear

Baby girl there ain’t nothing to fear

Your the one who be drunk I’m the one here to steer

Ending careers when I’m swerving these deers

"hold up"

Run for the road

No run from gutter

Not even this butter "butter"

Slip you out for the summer

Purgatory at its best

Purgatory in my chest

Purgatory in my head

Purgatory in her bed

Purgatory ain’t death

"I drank some hot butter, I drank some hot butter and it had some X in it, now I didn't know it had the X in it you know what i'm saying?"

(Outro x3)

Illmatic but the shit that I️ spit is still static

Bad habit but the death it caused is still tragic