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should abide by the constitution
So why do I feel
Marginalized by these institutions
Statisticians tell me that it’s Genocide
Frontline when
the trope by now
Got us tethered to the past somehow
When there's no place left like home
You are not a tactician
Nor are you a statistician
You are but
on my bed right now
This is possibly the lowest point of my career
I'm no statistician, I'm just making a prediction
Looking at the numbers, I think we've
Don't give up connections
When you don't know which ones you'll want to exploit in the future
Was once the statistician's heir
Forever holding onto
Alexander Nix herrenvolk terrorist
Bim Afolami Eton smarmy
Priti Patel...
Straight To Hell
A statistician studies Titian
The hand up his ass is
street smarts but you keep us off the charts
So motherfuck your numbers and your statisticians
Fuck y'all know about true competition?
That's like a AL
Two-faced niggas get the business, I went from rags to riches
There's too many bags, I can't do the math, bitch, I need a statistician
I think I might enter
raptors
Game's sustained, my new jersey's in the rafters
Statisticians, they keep up with it
No sleep 'til they get it
And once they got it, they
blowin' that stink up
It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinker
Makes me a mathematician about my math
Get celebrity ass, I'm a statistician, rap
Game's sustained
My new jersey's in the rafters
Statisticians, they keep up with it
No sleep 'til they get it
And once they got it, they count it
So I
And the main position statistician
And ghetto politician
My competition's nail 'em all top of the hill
My niggas kill for a thrill
But my soul brings the real
blowin' that stink up
It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinker
Makes me a mathematician about my math
Get celebrity ass, I'm a statistician, rap
ammunition
Tongue lashin' suckers, black it like a statistician
Satisfied never, nothin' could be better
Roll a gold Caddy, wearin' white troop leather
Aye, woo! Woo!
Run, Run, Run The Jewels
Gangster like you wake up in Dickies and load the clippy
The reign of our ascension makes statisticians feel
Something else to soften a sadistic urge
When they tell you the extent of the vice
Then the prime time mission is to choke the statistician,
And like
their derision
Routine is acknowledged with pinnacle precision
The statistician stares at a family in division
oh, oh and see.
And now it's time to wake up, oh, oh and see.
ONE VOICE....ONE VOICE....ONE VOICE....ONE VOICE.
I'm not a statistician but you don't
Cato, play with my head
I won't know the difference
If we're living in the novelist
Or statistician
Cato, mess with my concepts
My inner vision
Like
The statisticians provide evidence, the pictures on tv don’t lie
Aha, when it’s said
Don’t drive yourself crazy, be patient you’ll see
The storm will be over soon,
a statistician
And even though you mad you still gon' listen
But I'm a little quiet by my own admission
Yeah the devil let off clips he on a mission
But I always
I settle for a Bentley
Younging with some big dreams
Is more like a premonition
I black its demolition
Numbers man statistician
Im good with
something simple subtle floor the wager green
Roulette standing statistician sacrilegious
Grab your bridges burning through the chips and booze
And buzzing
Keep listenin'
Gettin' sharper than statisticians bringin' blades for business
I'm a terror tornado twistin' with Twista-vision
Ima spit 'til ignition
quittin'
I ain't no magician, bleeding from the veins splittin'
Need no statistician, we all get where pains gettin'
See the sunset, carin' for my set
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