Black Unicorn lyrics - 2 Chainz (feat. Chrisette Michele & Sunni Patterson)

 [Sunni Patterson:]

And when you spiral through the atmosphere

All they see is motion

They never see the tears, they never feel the pain

They always think it's nothing but it's something, such a shame

So caught up in the fantasy

Humanity has made a love story out of tragedy

But there is no romance in life that's on the ledge

And there's no one to talk you down and tuck you in the bed

Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny

Or something for the books or the bars

To bob your head and nod, I recall

So many never ever thought you'd make it

So sad they were mistaken, the joy they tried to take it

Mama said it, "The best thing you can do and be is you"

"This world ain't got but one, so give credit where it is due"

Ain't that the truth? And here you are, a black unicorn

Mythical, mystical, since the day that you were born

Mastered all the madness, let the magic have his way

Let the power paint the day, let the god have his say

Cause there's a place that you can go, no one else is allowed

Sitting up on your cloud, so high when you look down

Just glance upon the beauty and the wonder to be found

Then know that you can stop your search, cause love is all around

[2 Chainz:]

Free at last, free at last

That's what I said when I got out my last deal

Some people can't relate

Sleep is the cousin of death, that is some Nas shit

And when it's cold outside, so your pipes won't bust

Turn on your faucet

Drip, fuck the water bill, we stay in apartments

And everything is a obstacle

When they watching you, the hospital needs a hospital

Now they mocking you, they say the flattery is sincere

I rhyme like a nigga younger than me by ten years

Yeah, and that's my car talking

Old school running with the dogs barking

Hop out that bitch like I'm sellin' coffins

Weed so strong, I be seldom coughing

And I'm covered in Balmain

Instagram pics of my lobster omelette

Selling that Parkay, life ain't no arcade

Now I got more nines than the fourth grade

[Chrisette Michele:]

Freedom, it's all I really want

It's all I really want to be

It's all I really need

I want, I want and I believe

You thought you had the best of me

But now I'm what you need

[2 Chainz:]

Hear ye, hear ye, you can't come near me

Competition best to fear me

Lyrically I could be Talib Kweli

But with gold teeth, it'd be hard for some to believe

I leave them pussies stinking, they need Summer's Eve

I practiced repetition, I need 100 G's

100 M's, hug and squeeze, Dad kept this in the dungarees

I'm not a rat but I love the cheese

I change hoes like I change gears

And my yard so big I got pet deers

And my homies try to act like I ain't real

I put my apron on, I taught myself how to make meals

You need a focus group, my group focused

Hit them loco jokers with the hocus pocus

I'm the dopest, you can quote this

Underscore, it's just me and dope

Dirty ass niggas, we'll sell your ass a ki of soap

I done seen them rich, I done seen them broke

I done seen it all, watched a pregnant lady smoke

When the baby come out, he gon' be geeked

You never know, he might come out to feed me

[Chrisette Michele:]

Freedom, it's all I really want

It's all I really want to be

It's all I really need

I want, I want and I believe

You thought you had the best of me

But now I'm what you need