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mean is the length
Of the line on the map
Never seems to complete
The full round
I'd have torn it up
Thrown it out
Of the window
If I knew we'd be beat
Looking out this window
Vibing out to Rae and Ghost
It could all be simple
See the lights from the city and I wonder
Why I feel on top but still I
your mind a curve
While I'll be blowin' up the scene
Like my nigga Mr. Herb
Take a toke as your heart goes full arrest
I got the bomb, so nigga, fuck
see the thing is
The lengths to which I will go
Depend entirely on your will to resist
to the pedal
Pushin us to the full nine
We step to you in blackness, with a gangsta lean
By the way, VANGLORIOUS
This is protected, by the red, the black,
A book by the cover
I either buy the face, okay
That's why the Hell is version
What a nigga metaverse with
God, nigga (God, nigga)
take you to the shore
Incandescent, the sight is dimmed by the shimmer
The surface can't hold the echoes, freed to spatter
Feed me your strength, bring
night to dream 75 years of time
Or any length of time you wanted to have
And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams
You would
to take
Your grandma out you got to know 'bout shit
To talk 'bout shit
Why the fuck you think I talk like this?
In any hood that you go, it's the same
heart is dead unfeeling sleep
I go full-length you on knee creep
All your steps is on my look
All your shames in my notebook
Twist your life on my sharp
have to realize
Don't be the monster that you were we don't fall until we try
This pain is the strength to stride of great lengths
One day your notified
truth
To focused on autotune and loud bass
Ahh the signs of a simple mind
Only fw it if it's trending online
Despicable times
Believe what the eyes
well, I'll entertain. I will request one thing:
A barrel full of water and a length of string to hold.
Now watch this, Holiness, while heeding your
is
D.E.V.I.N that's how yuh spell relentless
Coulda 40 years, 40 Decades Nuh care how long di Length (lent) is
Excruciating pain ina mi brain a mek mi
in flames of repentance
and is nobody to blame, and this is not an exam
The volcanos blow high, and this is not an exam
Your land freed grudge,
as a loaded gun
And I'ma shoot somebody in the face if they too slow to run
Mac Miller, I'm the only one
But I'm the coldest one, this is pandemonium
Got
amends
Is there anything you'd like me to say or do in regards to you, your family or your
Friends
Okay, that's it
That's all I got
And where this poem
mind be is a mine, explosive
Interior is inferior, this is a hobby probably
Y'all see I got the drop on everybody
That's why I reign superior
Whether you
don't smell of blood and bloodlight
This the entourage, a revolution of rhyme
Turn that garbage music off, its pollutin' your mind
Wake up, we some
the system
That's because I ain't no slave
Don't be trying to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps
Cool Dudes
I Vouch For The People Around Me
On Your End Its Simple
All You Have To Do
Is Give Me No Reason For Other Lovers After You And Uh
[Chorus:]
Baby, I'm the white man
No I just don't give a damn
Baby, I'm the white man
I killed your people and took the land
Baby, I'm the white man
Good luck
are now witnessing
A tamer version of my sickest sins.
There is not a box that i will fit within.
Live within the complicated, complex
Storm after
at Tramps
Worldwide, collecting little passport stamps
From the body to the mind like I'm Jesse Ventura
This millennium and mark 2000 like Futura
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