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So if you don't get it then you can get it
Get it?
I guess its 057
Knock them down to hell
Knock them down to anywhere else
Full
when I prowl 'cross a stage
And by real I mean I'm standing right here in your face
Down to Third Earth chyck in the place
Give you my all go
life, are we here? I need to know
Cause as of late, it feels like its all digital
Carnival, I thought of jumping off the boat
Diving in, abyss where I get
birthday card.
Life without cash is gonna get hard.
Soon you'll wake with nothing left.
Hacked in the night by digital theft.
Banks are no longer safe
will all be gathered up
A stark warning strike down the lanisters
The age of hellraiser everybody gets a needle head
Mark of the beast the chips growing
calls so I can wire free samples
Get me a plane so I can make my drops
Flying real low to avoid the cops
Weighing my weed on a digital beam
Wrapping it in
make it a record, get down yo)
I take why'all niggas straight, +Beneath the Surface+
to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless
Pentab professional,
point? Don't front
You in the back of a long line
Trying to get in cause only members inside
Trees get twisted up like
Fingers and gang signs
Purple kushes
of tyrants and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good,
But murders go down, you know they
den, without the steel iron
Ascended like Wu, so coming down from Mt. Zion
Superlogical this, superlogical that
Digital, take it back with superlogical
Season one
Do or die
Made in the golden years pre revolution when our digital age was an embryo
We learned our art from extreme dedication dreams
a miserable life
Get you ninja sliced by the digital knife
We've been hacked by Russia
The tough guy's tougher
My favorite pastime now bloodlust
We loosened
Hustled my way out the arrears I don't feel away
Every play I fumbled led to some hard times
Indirectly helped me get to a better mind
It helped me
the crown
Get up now
Holla when you hear that sound
Callin' you to hold ya ground
Load the round and hold the crown
They troll and gossip
Payroll by trauma
Gotta have a big, bad bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pound, smoke a motherfuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some
Gotta stay cool, calm and collected
Austyn
You Know
Oh
You Know
Slidin down the highway by my lonely
Tryna find my way back to some money
Make it
into a closeted place
Too many laying down in this digital space
Was it 15
Or was it 16
The time is passing by
When I'm lookin' at the screen (tell me)
Why would I ever lay down just to find a new trauma I got to rehash (No)
All of my demons I'm lining 'em one after one 'cause I want a rematch (One by
the sky fall
Oh, Oh, let the sky fall down
It's Alright
Maybe, I'll end up right back where I need to
This Digital Life
It's not for me
Somewhere between
got her moving her feet check out her box
And I'm tryna Leave this place with more numbers than a digital clock cause my wifes at the spot
Get down
that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
Then they look at you wit
Naughty By Nature or NWA
90's music is the best, yeah it's all that I play
If you party with me then you better get it right
Bump it old school baby all day
dealing with our clicks
Validation is the drug, I’m breaking free from the fix
We’re obsessed, possessed by this digital mess
hiding behind filters
these MC's fuck with me
Yeah what's your name son?
They call me El P
I must be entirely too fuckin nice
El the Don Digital pass off
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