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Ay
Heh
They call me John Wick with the way I'm killing all you bitches
He got bit by a spider, so I seen him started twitching
Call me Giannis from

I can create
Souls without hate
I will replicate
Every single fate
Connected by the wires
Only cruel fires
Will destroy empires
To take out their

the flame, from the fire.
In this frozen temple.

We’ll melt this walls,
We’ll go away with the flow, 
But now we can’t fly, 
‘cause we are concentrated to.

Distracted in the first place
Stepping into fire, blindfolded by the serpent
In ya' ear, I bet it burn
I been talking with myself yea yea yea
Trying to wake me

screams
Screaming at me, telling me to figure out the schemes that are putting me behind
It was all by design
Blueprint for the labyrinth, I do not know

hair, you're pulling the strings
You're the puppet master behind the scenes
And nobody knows and no one can see
But you're the best chef here in all

right behind me 
Palms stay itchin think my hand got poison ivy
Heading for the green contract for the G's
Bounce back on the scene with a grind too grimy

It's so easy to judge behind the disguise of a lit cigarette aglow 
I say "This ain't my scene" wherever I go 
But I hardly know myself so how would

screamin', oh lord
Got me so good, like she spawned a sword

From your girl to my whore, she transformed
Take the beat, now flop it
Hot box in the cockpit
Bass

to tell..
He's the brain behind the scenes..
Kick you fears under the bridge..
Holocene..embodied..commotion..can't touch him..
cint no trend distorting...his

the same.

One day you'd return and say, “I have always loved you this way: 
Easy, and kind, and quietly behind the scenes.” 
Oh what a dream...

Hold me

it real behind the scenes
Clickin claimin changin' on the team, infrared dot for the Beam
Let it sink and you know what I mean, you know I ain't

Warning

Remedy

The Genuine Article

2001

quarters of slaughters
Tell ya sons and daughters
Behind the closed doors it's an old wise man
With the power of destruction at the palm of his hand

as true as me
Head to toe I'm original far from GMO
I'm hot like fire walking barefeet on snow
I'm your hearts desire
The way I walk and the stare of my

the screams and
I see behind scenes No one is crushing my dreams, I've got more
Than it seems Out in the night looking up at the moon and
The stars I've got

troubadour steps from behind a great twisting tree
Sparks in the eyes
There's a machine shop inside his brain
Working late into the night, new ideas beginning

surrender to the evergreen 
(Let's get high lil momma) 
We catching fire like Mrs. Everdeen
(I ain't with all of that drama)
Cut the camera go behind

It's like they cannot lose sight
Shadows in the night
Blow the candlelight
Act like we're a team
You laugh behind the scene
You manipulate my dreams
I

folks, staying close by each other improving hope, not letting go!

Life's a war zone, loading up a fully auto gun poem, let it fire, taking souls higher,

Acnologia, goals are complete
These fuckers behind me, you can not fight me
Put me in the cup and
I'm leaving a crime scene
Bladers despite me, none can excite

to bed
I believed you saved my life no oxygen was in my head
I was breathing through them tubes after scrambling through them meds
Brother crying by

matanga naja Na gun
Bmixx ametajwa kijana you better run
Nation standing behind me gone pull up like watagwan?
Hukujua kufeatuture Bmixx ni risky? Sorry my

say no Spotem we got 'em
I'm a problem be honest
A murder scene up in the booth the beat ain't know I was behind it
Out my cabeza how I play with words

it
Give it yeah, give it yeah give it give it
Give it yeah, give it yeah give it give it

J.O.B.
I'm fighting all temptations
I know behind the scenes