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of life
Break tools of time
Then we cross like lines
This is outrageous back to Dark
Stripped pages wetted by wine
Faking faces breaking shots
I can’t talk

of place
You can till that my tools for this shit are too great 
To be sharpened by those who still stand in my way 
I can't throw em away so man starting

Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I still get through
I know somebody watching over me
N now that you gone I hope you do too
I can't

and 
Waltzed up to grandma's closed casket 
Brandishing his tools of resurrection 
He then realized that he had interrupted the touching eulogy 
As delivered by

Playing by their rules
You can't beat a system
By using their tools
Can the hungry
Go on a hunger strike?
Can the dying
Die as your martyr?
I'm performing

busy in that dark get blinded by the light

Divided when I left I multiply my rights
Too busy countin steps I thought about it twice

Been talking

Use me like a tool
You don't think i do
But girl I love when you
Use me like a tool
Use me like you do
I was sticking love by your side
Risin' up,

Yeah, we on go bout it
(bout it)
Wrap up your body
Said I'm too flossy
So I'm bourgeoisie (oisie)
Roll up like two by me
I ride with the tool by me

with a tool

Keep that tool on me just for safety
And I'm boujie
Want a bad bitch exotic
Want a bad bitch with no make up
Run up on me
Let you meet your

strewn as far as my eyes can see
My body's moving on its own, reaping malady
Consumed by demonic possession
I'm reduced to a tool of aggression
Now

Fresh out the what?
Fresh out the mix til my death
Leave this motherfucker in distress

Pocket full of mhm
Pocket full of tools from this bloody mess

Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably

Submission

Action

Action

2004

A platable reality prepared behind doors
Safe for the masses who care for more

Submission's the tool used against us

Consumed by the dollar the greed it

the richest men alive, but
Yeah we get by
Yeah we get by (that's right)
Not the richest men alive, but
Yeah we get by
Yeah we get by
We might not the richest

a duel
Forging trials into tools
Can’t seem to edit fate
I keep pressing escape
Put them in my toolbox
Stoning me, glitches like rocks
A glitch can be

When she cumin Soon
Come out the house fit looking real cool
Dive in that bitch just like a pool
You already kno cuz stay with the tool
Young smart nigga

But if you pray for to long you will
Cut yourself on the carpenters tools
Lets take stroll ride around through hell i just want them to understand

Whole lotta money been shopping with some groupies
Dripping like a tool Ima show you how to use it
Rose gold Patek and a rose gold Muller
Designer my

it is that we gotta be apart though
I don't know what it's like living this life without you by my side
I am drowning in apathy I don't know how

playing with the matches
I never had the tools to become what I wanted
But I got this tool and the voice ain't saying stop it
I'm dumb enough to try it

hit flat
I just copped my check and I don't know what to say
I live by the 401 don't got no 401K

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love subtweets

them dudes
Lol you play it off but it ain’t cool
Watch yo back cuz these niggas keeping tools
Watch yo back cause these niggas clutcing tools
Most niggas

I'm a God bitch
Stomping through the bricks fuck all that hard shit
Walk with tool on hip been through some hard shit
Flag blue yeah it's Crip fuck

knee
Im like a linebacker don't run it by me
My two best friends will accompany me
And right now they are in my dungarees sleep
One name Mac one name