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At the Function, Pt. 1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Euphemistic
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Eric Bliss




Euphemistic - At the Function, Pt. 1 Lyrics




Aye yo one sec I'm on the phone
Ikigai yuh FUCK
Oh shit it's me right?
Shit lets get it Palm Pact on three on life
On life

I think that they're just mad that I can actually rap
It hurts their ego and their pride and that's an actual fact true that
They just won't admit it cause what's happened to rap
Is it's turned most of you cats into acts of leading the pack
F*ck all that your grind ain't honest if you tarnish
The image of other artists for clout go stick yo foot in ya mouth
This class A bustas you really can't trust them
They'll have you sign a contract and then give you no production

Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking for a hand out
I was only posted at the function
Nothing there had gone as we had planned out
Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking me to stand down
I was simply posted at the function
My presence wasn't something that they planned out

I ran out to the porch after henney was poured
All finished for the night on the fourth of July
Me n my homie Sam sat there watchin' the lights
Until he called out to the people who were setting 'em off
These sketchy ass folk were truly racist and all
I wonder if they'd been so friendly if they knew that my mom
Comes from Latin descent they had a pickup with dents
We weren't far from their home so they invited us in
Not far around the corner these people were our neighbors
They offered drank and blow without asking for a favor
That prolly woulda come later if things had played out different
Luckily Sam talked like Bama with his lighter complexion
So they related to him despite all their tales of weapons
And other lethal injections they'd done some f*cked up shit
Like hittin' licks all for a hit of some old off white rock
See we had nothing they could hit us for so they let us walk
They talked a lot about their hate for anyone not white
Before we left they made sure that we got the message alright
F*ck all that energy never would I do that again,
I felt like at any moment they could straight for my neck
What was one to do without a toolie in a room
Of skinhead thugs with slugs n goons with sketchy moves
I know that they been plottin' and schemin' without a reason
So leave em behind the scenes with the cheaters and other heathens
Like the time of when I was a plug
These jits tried to hit me up just to give me the jump
I had two zips for the night and they each wanted one
They both said that they would purchase with ill intent bottled up
Heard about their plans so I spoke and the plot vanished
Maybe they all heard Imma lose cannon profuse when I do damage
I go fast like Philip Buchanan
Time is ample when I run in at the speed of life I'm gunnin' cause

Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking for a hand out
I was only posted at the function
Nothing there had gone as we had planned out
Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking me to stand down
I was simply posted at the function
My presence wasn't something that they planned out

These mothaf*ckas can't stand me I got 'em lookin' like bambi
Just some deer in the headlights like y'all stuck at a red light
I said what I meant right as you read what I said
I just invented the next verse in the depths of my head
Nurse tracks to bed purge words n rap till death
But until I am laid to rest I'll pay my debt
Of not just tryna chase a check but make respect
Ring through my name when said legendary as a man
Timeless through the rhyming never aging like I'm Peter Pan
I am vibrant and divine in light of all of what I am
At the function tryna function as an ordinary man
But they always up to something gotta have a backup plan
Keep your friends real close and your enemies far
As f*ck away from me cause mine are barely strangers at best
Keep your enemies far and yo family close
The opposition are the parasites don't end up a host
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Aye yo one sec I'm on the phone
Ikigai yuh FUCK
Oh shit it's me right?
Shit lets get it Palm Pact on three on life
On life

I think that they're just mad that I can actually rap
It hurts their ego and their pride and that's an actual fact true that
They just won't admit it cause what's happened to rap
Is it's turned most of you cats into acts of leading the pack
F*ck all that your grind ain't honest if you tarnish
The image of other artists for clout go stick yo foot in ya mouth
This class A bustas you really can't trust them
They'll have you sign a contract and then give you no production

Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking for a hand out
I was only posted at the function
Nothing there had gone as we had planned out
Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking me to stand down
I was simply posted at the function
My presence wasn't something that they planned out

I ran out to the porch after henney was poured
All finished for the night on the fourth of July
Me n my homie Sam sat there watchin' the lights
Until he called out to the people who were setting 'em off
These sketchy ass folk were truly racist and all
I wonder if they'd been so friendly if they knew that my mom
Comes from Latin descent they had a pickup with dents
We weren't far from their home so they invited us in
Not far around the corner these people were our neighbors
They offered drank and blow without asking for a favor
That prolly woulda come later if things had played out different
Luckily Sam talked like Bama with his lighter complexion
So they related to him despite all their tales of weapons
And other lethal injections they'd done some f*cked up shit
Like hittin' licks all for a hit of some old off white rock
See we had nothing they could hit us for so they let us walk
They talked a lot about their hate for anyone not white
Before we left they made sure that we got the message alright
F*ck all that energy never would I do that again,
I felt like at any moment they could straight for my neck
What was one to do without a toolie in a room
Of skinhead thugs with slugs n goons with sketchy moves
I know that they been plottin' and schemin' without a reason
So leave em behind the scenes with the cheaters and other heathens
Like the time of when I was a plug
These jits tried to hit me up just to give me the jump
I had two zips for the night and they each wanted one
They both said that they would purchase with ill intent bottled up
Heard about their plans so I spoke and the plot vanished
Maybe they all heard Imma lose cannon profuse when I do damage
I go fast like Philip Buchanan
Time is ample when I run in at the speed of life I'm gunnin' cause

Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking for a hand out
I was only posted at the function
Nothing there had gone as we had planned out
Seems like someone's always up to something
That or they are asking me to stand down
I was simply posted at the function
My presence wasn't something that they planned out

These mothaf*ckas can't stand me I got 'em lookin' like bambi
Just some deer in the headlights like y'all stuck at a red light
I said what I meant right as you read what I said
I just invented the next verse in the depths of my head
Nurse tracks to bed purge words n rap till death
But until I am laid to rest I'll pay my debt
Of not just tryna chase a check but make respect
Ring through my name when said legendary as a man
Timeless through the rhyming never aging like I'm Peter Pan
I am vibrant and divine in light of all of what I am
At the function tryna function as an ordinary man
But they always up to something gotta have a backup plan
Keep your friends real close and your enemies far
As f*ck away from me cause mine are barely strangers at best
Keep your enemies far and yo family close
The opposition are the parasites don't end up a host
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Writer: Eric Bliss
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