Epistemology

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Bobby Blaake

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I miss the old days, used to play at the back of the school
Had to fight a fox in the woods
Before anime was hood, before all Kush was good
Swinging on swings, feeling the wind
To escape the fallacy of should not would and would not should
Philosophy seeking my brothers, we grow old and start to stress out our mothers
Light in the cave, my existence is grave, where's the love that you craved
Feeling like a ghost to entitlement is shady
Lyrical demon, start to call me Slim Shady
His bar mitzvah look good in the 80s
He been the king of the city since '09
I won't tell you which one, that's for you to decide
Feel like I'm cruising in time, what's the date today, I'm losing my mind
What's the truth of my life? Will I eventually die
Find Love, grow old, is that just apart of my lines
I rolled a 6 on the die, I rolled my wrists at the crime
If Pinocchio told the truth about a lie, would he end up like Eli
When I look up to the sky, am I admitting my crimes or just hiding from nigh
I feel like we all have a right, to know the truth of what life, we choose
Don't like the taste of the booze, hit the alarm to go snooze, you lose
I told you now, what is your blue, I don't see blue I see woo
They put his face on the news
What did they tell you, that's where the world will compel you
If you only knew what I knew
Yea, there's a lot they don't tell you
In school, at work, at home
They will say it's to protect you
But it's not, not doing shit for you
Just you do you
The sky is the limit, remember that
For real, Ight let's go
What is really real? How does it feel?
Put my mind in penitentiary steel
Eradicating all my knowledge of reel
Economy selling itself for the meal
Where we live is a cycle of pain
Don't pull out the nine unless you feel detained
Tell them the truth they will call you insane
Keep your emotions contained
They watching you, everything that you say
You ain't got a clue, feelings start to erase
They ain't proud of you, they just lie to your face
Feel like everything you do, might be fake
We ain't worried bout the drugs we intake
Party hard, though our shit might be laced
In the corner everyone starts to fade
New reality comes to pass, a new taste
Don't pick up the pace, don't start moving haste
They spoke too much, demons don't know their place
God is the only one keeping you safe
What do you see, I see light, do not play
Might throw on the Bape, Calvin Klein no debate
Why you so worried bout the things that I claim
Go chase a bag or move bricks out the way
Either way you gon make it someday
I ain't rapping so you niggas follow me
I'm just happy that some people ride for me
If you pull out the nine i can't let you die for me
The jury salty that the witness cry for me
What is really real? How does it feel?
Put my mind in penitentiary steel
Lock the door, do not open it please
I told the story, epistemology

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