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eyes, that's not the way
That's all you're worth
Won't give you another day
Know we're in a better place
And we're not the same

By now I've stopped

back
Touched down on the ground with a stern crash
Dispatch all the crowds who react
Critics aren't finished getting burned by our raps
Nobody expected

All that wasted time
I was able to save it in little corners of my mind
By now I can't find anything in this place

Now I'm on my way

I'm goin' off
Not even held up by a hurricane
Rap is like traffic, and I'm in the turning lane
You could have a nametag, and I still don't know your

Signed away by a broken majesty
Celebrations just last one toast
As we watch with clenched fists
The Rise of Roosevelt Roads

RISE
The Rise of Roosevelt

Independente, by delinquente a esse mundo que
Morrerá precocemente, foda- se o game to
Fazendo minha parte entupindo vários pente
E ela vem pode vim que tem
Do

prone to misconstrue
The patterns of the dust across my room

I have a bloody ear cause I've been trying way too hard
To reach the atmosphere by ripping

or a variation of it
And I'm sorry but, that'll have to do 

If you're Becky I'll say Beck
If you're Annette I'll say Anne
And if your Susanne I'll call ya Sue

hold the power
To mold this paradise
To use all that we see 
Discard what we don't need

All creatures great and small 
Are at our beck and call
To house

if you don't pay me back, you get choked
I'm not even playing man
This a warning plan
Bickering Beck Steely Dan
Do a dance
Break a leg
Or cut off head

beck'
That bitch way to basic kick her out the door

I've been stacking bread I'm stacking dough
He gon' make it rain I make it snow
I'm on my own
I'm

But this Becks blue bacchanalia, is a thrill to behold. So yeah, I think it's kind of cold. when all the kids all live online and the weather is meta,

a matador attitude she's a barbie
Waving red flags on some bull shit I been charging
Head first into debt but don't sweat the malarkey
Rap game beck

Trembling by candlelight
All in line to learn to fly
Out on the winding road

Standing tall
A thousand terracotta dolls
An army at my beck and call
Propping

posting - hourly
You be complaining how you don't hear from nobody
I hit you up doe - ain't I somebody
Ain't I the one, who answered the beck and call?
You

Call me a priest how I make the word last
And I'll post it on TikTok
You The Thing by the way that body rock
Feeling yourself that's on wank sock
Pull

and listen to the tone

C'mon listen ohh
Come on listen ohh

In your hand the baton is resting
We await your beck and call
The world is silence now to hear our

Focus on the fuzz
Feel the burning buzz
Feel it poking at your skin
Look at the sky and say
I'll be up there someday
Then turn Beck Hansen up

I'm kind of like your superhero, I'm kind of like your dog
I'll protect you by your side, but I'll bark when something's wrong
I'm always there

all living in your world

When I wait for you to reply
I feel millennia pass me by
Here I am at your beck and call
I’m barely anybody at all

I know you

& Rare beck
You screaming high like you never know the right pack nigga woa
Say what
Eyes on the bring
Eyes on the bring
Eyes on the bring
You say what?

could throw it all aside?

I was too scared to ask
How to manage or mask it
So I bask in its every beck and call
'Cause I take comfort in motion
If

traitors with no regrets. Adhering to the cries of its master's desires. Poised diligent and standing tall. Sacrificing all at its beck and call. Kneel

of my peers and increasing the gap 

(Polo)
On the block of the Beck
Where they never retire
I started with a cookie just to build a empire
You talking