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Yeah, doing jumping jacks while asthmatic
I'm trynna breath but it's ass backwards
Rap bible Young Stone the pastor
Passing by and catchin eyes, they was on I, like I have finally arrived
Grammy Family in the cut when the world tour
You keep rambling just understand that we worth more
Bitch, keep it grounded we down to earth for it
Bitch, watch the sound cuz it's bound to surfboard
Wavelengths gonna keep the path paved for me
Take me to the top and let it rain for free
Baby, you loving me unfaithfully
Get cut when the katana unsheathed
Bleeding, but with existential reasoning
Like toddlers teething or teenagers on weekends
With teen mothers who freaking and sending texts like a beacon
But what else do they know, nothing less than what I've been speaking
Learned from the bar stool prophets, liquor comin straight from the faucet
And with their revelations revealed some reservations
Celebrating, dancing to the words from the proclamations
We consummate it
Though worn out, like granite on tomb stones
We still sending them threats like it's Morse code
Trying to heal all the way it gets worse though
Implications from the Virgo eternal

I know I got, about 10 fucking seconds 'fore the top peels off and the world blows
I know I got, about 10 fucking minutes for the spot pops off time to reload
I know I got, about 12 fucking hours fore the plans run sour and we all go
I know I got, I got nothing but time on my hands, got time on my hands bitch

No problems, you don't want no rap asada
Attack atomic, blown like a bachelor party
I'm tapping on the, door to the masses probably
Blow it to sawdust, they saw us I ain't saying sorry
Sounding more like a thank you, I think you 
Should send your prayers up to an angel, in grade school 
Them halos looked way more like a plate full, distasteful
Well sue me suck a dick I can arranged for you to taste two
I'm just kidding am I really though
Flow so cynical
Hyperbolic training through the hyperspace continuum I'm jumpin through them portholes
Never remorseful, I don't endorse hoes
I don't resort to those, battered down and beaten 
By the way they fucking treat us and yet they so resourceful
Pick up a book and open your eyes
I throw my head to the sky, bread to the sky

I know I got, about 10 fucking seconds 'fore the top peels off and the world blows
I know I got, about 10 fucking minutes for the spot pops off time to reload
I know I got, about 12 fucking hours fore the plans run sour and we all go
I know I got, I got nothing but time on my hands, got time on my hands bitch

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