Dehydration Lyrics - Singles - Mick Jenkins

Sip! 

I've been drinkin' all this water 

Piss ain't never been so clear, I'll be a martyr 

Right in front yo' face make no mistake 

I rolled the trees and took the truth right to the face 

This ginger ale is for your daughter 

Or your shorty or whatever 

A shortage of clever, we comin' up shorter than ever (tell 'em) 

Electrical shortage, it's all in your circuit 

I'm workin' like scissors and not less you sparkin' it better 

We sparked the discussion 

Spark 'to yo' light bulb, just call me Confucius, we causin' concussions 

They callin' me conscious, a Jimminy Cricket 

Unfortunate events, got me writin' it like Lemony Snicket 

Perils of wisdom all in the pictures 

Depicted y'all niggas know how I roll it 

Know that I'm focused, know that I know what I'm holdin' is golden 

(Hurt Everybody) 

Southside nigga, seen a whole lot of shit 

Six point stars and a whole lotta dope 

With a shooter that don't miss, that's a whole lotta bricks 

The city that raised me, the people that taught me 

The difference is crazy 

It's all love though, know that I'mma share my light when your vision gets hazy 

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They killed Malcolm, they killed Martin and I'mma spark and I'll be damned if they'll be blessed if I die (And I know you know) 

I keep a pistol and the Bible if they try me ain't no killer but guarantee that they'll see God in it (I know you know) 

I know that I'm wrong, but the Chi is all I've known (I know you know) 

You could break my bones, they won't take my throne, it will always be my home 

I was on the back porch gettin' faded, cup of ginger ale and them peanut butter loafers 

Swear this lifestyle's so contagious, swear I told myself that I'd never be a smoker 

Fail, watch me inhale 

Hot box had a dumb nigga in jail 

Cops start young niggas piled in the whip 

Kings of the street, they was crownin' the Vic 

Bail was like five hundred, [?] my lil homie down, everyday I pay her back 

Second degrees and negligencies and apologies can't bring a dog back, facts 

We off that slim, got a little fifth of Jack 

We off that feelin' like Daniel 

Pray for the niggas that's lyin', they don't wanna see me dismantle 

Put it on wax like a candle 

Send it to the blogs, I can see the fear 

Put it in yo' prayers, send it to yo' God 

Niggas so flawed with the fraud if you act then the gat will applaud 

Got a passion like Patrick I come off the block 

Grindin' 'til holes in my shoes like I'm runnin' in Crocs 

Don't slip I don't run in my socks 

Time is money, I'm all out of clock, nigga wake up 

Wake up my nigga you sleepin' 

I know that you thirsty, you ain't drinkin' water, my nigga you tweakin' 

And I'mma be right here in my spot 

A little more free than I already got 

Trippin' off you cause you had your shot 

Nigga wake up 

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They killed Malcolm, they killed Martin and I'mma spark and I'll be damned if they'll be blessed if I die (And I know you know) 

I keep a pistol and the Bible if they try me ain't no killer but guarantee that they'll see God in it (I know you know) 

I know that I'm wrong, but the Chi is all I've known (I know you know) 

You could break my bones, they won't take my throne, it will always be my home