Pardon Me Lyrics – Joey Bada$$

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[Intro]
Yeah
New York City
Yeah (Heatmakerz, Crack Music)
I'm back

[Chorus]
It's a twenty v. one-man army
These n!ggas tried to mark us out like Garvey
Told y'all that I was back now, gotta pardon me
I set the bar high like a fu*king Harley, ayo

[Verse 1]
Shoulder check 'em, then brush the dust off, yeah
Mama raised a soldier, I raised the bar, wipe the rust off
Hear my shots ring from afar whenever I buss off
Like a .44 Bulldog, popping y'all ears off
Took some years off, thought somehow my s*it would wear off
Like who the fu*k lied? I'm hollering at the sky, "I'm ready, God"
Call the Air Force, they still waiting on my reply
So I went, "You sending shots direct, you make sure he die"
It's a fire inside of this air soul
The flow is more flammable than aerosol
Put a lighter to it and the can blow
I'm too hot to handle
They ain't know Joe Stallone, that s*it like Rambo (Yo)
The silver-tongued Sly Sylvester, apply pressure
The suit's double-breasted, linen, no polyester
Hopping out the limo, sticking middle fingers out the window
Fu*k a kind gesture, when it come to bars, I got you n!ggas in limbo
Microphone checker (Uh-huh), homewrecker
Better check your mate, I'm playing chess with you, not checkers
Set the record straight, I'm at your breast plate, you n!ggas bench weight
N!ggas bleed just like us, so get your men straight
'Cause I could really put you men on pause
Like dog feet, tell me now, who's ready for war, b!tch?
B!tch (Uh), b!tch (Ah), b!tch (Ayo, look)

[Chorus]
It's a twenty v. one-man army
N!ggas tried to mark us out like Garvey
Told y'all that I was back now, y'all pardon me
I set the bar high like a fu*king Harley, look
This a twenty v. one-man army
These n!ggas tried to mark us out like Garvey
Told y'all that I was back now, y'all pardon me
I set the bar high like a fu*king Har— ayo

[Verse 2]
Now, how I set the scene up is ominous
Painting pictures with your blood like Marina Abramović
I'm like Michelangelo with a brush of Van Gogh
Slide the door, paint your house and watch the black van go
Somebody gotta die, I'm just illustrating my pain
I'm spilling nail feelings, this for sure leave a stain, I
I swear I don't mean to smear your campaign
It's a damn shame if you can't see what I'm portraying, aight
How many body bags a n!gga finna pile up?
Just my luck, ready for the smoke, in fact, I'm fired up
I got they notification and now I'm finna slide up
They tryna touch the crown, here, I got some fades lined up
They mind struck, tell 'em step them rhymes up, slime
Know I'm worth y'all time, but y'all just ain't worth mine
Nobody knows your name, kid, but I know what your aim is
I shoot you, I'm brainless, you shoot me, you famous

[Chorus]
It's a twenty v. one-man army (Army)
N!ggas tried to mark us out like Garvey (Garvey)
Told y'all that I was back now, y'all pardon me (Pardon my back)
I set the bar high like a fu*king Harley (Look)
This a twenty v. one-man army, yeah
These n!ggas tried to mark us out like Garvey (Garvey)
Told y'all that I was back now, y'all pardon me (Pardon my back)
I set the bar high like a fu*king Har— ayo

[Outro]
Yeah, n!gga
S*it like that, yeah (S*it is practice, s*it is light)
Respect that, homie
Check the background, you can see I'm with all the extra (I'm with all that)
2025, all the way live, pardon my back, b!tch
Grrt, I'm back