Hey there, I'm Bob Boylin. This concert is part of our Tiny Desk Home Concert series.

You can watch D-Smoke perform these songs on rtr.org or the Entry Our Music YouTube channel. Enjoy!

Super! I told them I'm the one for the job, no commas. And I'm serious, period, no commas.

Want to enjoy my family and my friends with no drama and stack till I'm delirious, period, no.

And the dollar sign tag on some piece of mind, Jack. We could take a loss, we gonna get it right back.

We could take a loss, we gonna get it right. We could take a loss, we gonna get it right.

I could be your boss, put gam in your life. Or you could spin your wheels, that chain off your back.

These niggas on their heels, they feign in the fight. I'm here to feed my fam. They want

they name in the lights, dip the paint in my pain and illustrate in my plate. Give it till I

had nothing left, so I guess that I'm right. Right until I don't see no wrong, had to roam on a flight.

Then it's Bon Appetit, but not be no bone in my sweat. Went from Bologna sandwiches, listening

at the loany, it's gifted like home, he had a b-day on replay and grammar, kissed him and said,

man, a guy, you was made to withstand the odds, learn to play your cards, stay true to you and take

charge. I'm the one for the job, no commas. And I'm serious, period, no commas. Want to enjoy my

family and my friends with no drama and stack till I'm delirious, period, no. And a dollar sign

tag on some piece of mind, Jack, we could take a loss, we gonna get it right back, we could take a

loss, we gonna get it right, we could take a loss, we gonna get it right. They buying everything in my

city lines, property value rise and they gon' gentrify, the same rocket science, he'll let me

simplify. We think we owners, but we only renters why, the system ain't broke us design, they keep us

declining until we reach your bottom line. Can't see the skies swimming and our misfortune

distorting our vision and eyes glistening. Remember our fallen peers, they listening. Sorry, my

dear, they eat that venison, with no remorse, result to militants, dead shoot up the church,

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