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The Elephant Man's Bones

de Roc Marciano

This is food for the spirit
The music is endearing
I'm sharing a human experience
Came up on dudes like a balloon filled with helium
Scooped up a cool two million
Did my due diligence
Takes a village to raise a kid, but still could produce an idiot (dummy)
No plan is foolproof, it's just an experiment
Always gotta adjust the steering wheel even when the mission is linear
We not similar, I'm slicker
I bag a bitch, she look like India Love in a Mazda Millenia (yup)
Female cop, used to pop her butt with the billy club (facts)
For all my niggas locked in the penitentiary cuffed
Uh, I just did that off the cuff (cuff, nigga)
The pen got pain in it
I came in the entertainment business with this
Can't trust no bitch, she just tryna bang her favorite musician
Like I ain't got feelings
Got wounds, not even the doctor could heal it (ow)
I'm ashamed, mama, I'm hidin' from the mirror (I'm hidin')
Like a vampire, my nigga (gone)
But I ain't got forever
To correct all of my errors (all my errors)
God bless the child, y'all, I finally got it together (yup)
From good times hanging in the Childline like Florida Evans
My aura an essence, it's fluorescent
That's why I belong, this all was destined, the story was epic
Always swore I was being tested
Uh, always swore I was being tested, question

Narrated by Dr. Sunshine
Oh, that's silly
No, it isn't, Mary
This is one story the sun tells better than anyone else
You know (the sunshine)
It's a big job to be the sun (the sunshine)
I do right well at it too, if I do say so myself
The sunshine
The sunshine
The sunshine
The sunshine

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