The Big Bambino Theory
[Intro: Kanye West]
"This is what we do to hold people back, this is what we do and we got this other thing that has been working for a very long time where you don't have to racist anymore. It's called 'Self-Hate', it works on itself, it's like real estate of racism where just like that when someone comes up and says something like, "I am a God.". Everybody says, "Who does he think he is?", I just told you who I thought I was, 'A God'."
[Verse 1: itsbambino]
Pauses between clauses, clauses between pauses
Send me the dеposit, I'll get ready with your coffin
If I'm being honеst, I'm spitting all these sonnets for some profit
Plus I need my closet looking like a faucet
Money snapping rubberbands, I need me a wallet
I belong with stars, blast off in that rocket
Building something solid like a prophet with a promise
Walking over deals barefoot, I could never lose my soul
N***as want beef, they wanna gloat
Tryna get to line but they acting like an asymptote
Getting out the hood has always been the agenda (agenda)
Influence the game, triple H knows how I play it (play it)
Rappers that to go toe-to-toe with me know how I end it
Coz they all cocky and they cannot comprehend it
4309 is the hood I'm representing, God status is the only message that I'm sending
[Interlude: Kanye West]
"I just told you. That's who I think I am. Would it been better if I had a song that said, 'I am a n***a.' or if I had a song that said, 'I am a gangster.' or if I had a song that said, 'I am a pimp.'."
[Verse 2: itsbambino]
Pauses between clauses, n***as is lost causes
Tryna lead 'em to a bright future, feeling philanthropic
Crossing out boxes, gaining profit without losses
Karma working for me, working me is the commas
I don't do this for approvals or applause
I just want the bread, I want the cheese, I want the dough
Seclude myself on plateaus, residing in a châteaux
I'm tired of being under wraps, living in someone's shadows
Ka-leidoscope visions falling through
Look for me through a telescope coz I'm a star
I'll speak the truth in two minutes, blow your minds away like flutes
Never using a gimmick 'cause my heart knows the truth
Nobody better than me when I step in the booth
Swimming better in new wave, synchronized with youth
"This is what we do to hold people back, this is what we do and we got this other thing that has been working for a very long time where you don't have to racist anymore. It's called 'Self-Hate', it works on itself, it's like real estate of racism where just like that when someone comes up and says something like, "I am a God.". Everybody says, "Who does he think he is?", I just told you who I thought I was, 'A God'."
[Verse 1: itsbambino]
Pauses between clauses, clauses between pauses
Send me the dеposit, I'll get ready with your coffin
If I'm being honеst, I'm spitting all these sonnets for some profit
Plus I need my closet looking like a faucet
Money snapping rubberbands, I need me a wallet
I belong with stars, blast off in that rocket
Building something solid like a prophet with a promise
Walking over deals barefoot, I could never lose my soul
N***as want beef, they wanna gloat
Tryna get to line but they acting like an asymptote
Getting out the hood has always been the agenda (agenda)
Influence the game, triple H knows how I play it (play it)
Rappers that to go toe-to-toe with me know how I end it
Coz they all cocky and they cannot comprehend it
4309 is the hood I'm representing, God status is the only message that I'm sending
[Interlude: Kanye West]
"I just told you. That's who I think I am. Would it been better if I had a song that said, 'I am a n***a.' or if I had a song that said, 'I am a gangster.' or if I had a song that said, 'I am a pimp.'."
[Verse 2: itsbambino]
Pauses between clauses, n***as is lost causes
Tryna lead 'em to a bright future, feeling philanthropic
Crossing out boxes, gaining profit without losses
Karma working for me, working me is the commas
I don't do this for approvals or applause
I just want the bread, I want the cheese, I want the dough
Seclude myself on plateaus, residing in a châteaux
I'm tired of being under wraps, living in someone's shadows
Ka-leidoscope visions falling through
Look for me through a telescope coz I'm a star
I'll speak the truth in two minutes, blow your minds away like flutes
Never using a gimmick 'cause my heart knows the truth
Nobody better than me when I step in the booth
Swimming better in new wave, synchronized with youth