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Hemingway by TyC // 95 KiD Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2014

{Intro - Ernest Hemingway Sample}
{Verse 1:}

Flying like Manta Rays in animes
Brunetti, that was the tip here’s the rest of my dick
Giant Marlin is thralling up on the upper deck
Caught a sec‘ to listen up a minute
- Check it – Dig it
Like quarter Rex, a quarter mess
Just a quarter mile away from your daughter’s nest
Rest is extraterestrial, Incest of something nasty
Desicions that dun brought me here
Experiment went badly
Y’all don’t get my fucking lingue
My tongue numb though
Cause every word I‘ve sung
Was a smite on the Son of jungle
Killin‘ these cats, I call it my cat cradle
Fuck your stable mind nigga, I’m grinding
In on my grinder ring sticky finger sticks a bitch named Mary J
No Blige, ain’t no courage, to just cross her off a single day (ayy)
Shou‘ never lie, a thousand miles like
Shaolin who Devour smoke, I’ll see you in an hour folks!
{Hook:}
"This is Ernest Hemingway.."
Telling you niggas to cut off your fucking arm
Like the charm of a big head of a marlin
Death of large assault of spartans
Who treaded with caution
- Justify through our eyes, but shou‘ never lie

{Verse 2:}
In the deep, that fucking Marlin is making me weak
The boat creeks, I really need something to eat
But it’s been since a week on the bait
3 weeks since I have ate
Yo fuck your food stamps I see a
Big ass fish on my plate
The poison, Joy for a Poissons
- Never had a croissant
Flamboyant, flambés en entrées, its a passiôn, please
Its boiling, the fucking tension to get it out with ease
I feel a Summer Breeze, thinking of my wife and daughter
This fucking bitch is my only chance for food by water
I slaughtered all of our animals like a predator
Cuttin‘ em‘like an editor
Gutted em‘ with machetes for cheddah
I ate em‘ later, but didn’t like the flavor
{Hook:}
"This is Ernest Hemingway.."
Telling you niggas to cut off your fucking arm
Like the charm of a big head of a marlin
Death of large assault of spartans
Who treaded with caution
- Justify through our eyes, but shou‘ never lie

{Verse 3:}
Through the ghost of a higher author I speak
Weak, comprehension of the inner mind is pityful
I pull the string, I pray to god for a miracle
And even though I’m just a man with nothing but a wish
To stay man, in a boat, pulling on a fish
Till I’m home, and I see, the damn sharks ate my fish (Fuck!)
Damn, this fucking booze got me Hemingway
- Anyway..? -- My hemming’s way too loose to represent a Denim
From ages back like Lenin‘s, crazy stans like Lennon’s
Everyday there lemons, and everyday there peaches
But that’s been a fact ever since you were a fetus
Representing the Z, yo please Check the sequence

{Hook:}
"This is Ernest Hemingway.."
Telling you niggas to cut off your fucking arm
Like the charm of a big head of a marlin
Death of large assault of spartans
Who treaded with caution
- Justify through our eyes, but shou‘ never lie. (repeat x2)
Telling you niggas to cut off your fucking arm
Like the charm of a..(Cuts away into shout out)