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Looky looky
Someone call my bookie
I'm putting thirty foils on the market going to nothing
You think I'm fucking bluffin'
Who's blatantly manipulating me
Into betting all my money

Try to understand, we all catch hell
It's hard to tell when you're slippin', 'til ya fell
These cats ain't gonna warn ya neither
Good thing you got me, Beaver
Wish you paid attention a little sooner
I know you got the mentions
Now we in the trenches
I dug it out in case you ever start paying attention
I bet you're listening now
If only for a while 'til the power goes out
Or maybe 'til the bombs drop, nonstop
Launched from the fucking moon now, like a Death Star
Let's escape in Elon Musk's electric flying car
Ride that shit down Jupiter Boulevard
Where the Elites sacrifice kids to Gods
Like Anakin Skywalk
When he still had a real leg to stand on, uh!
This is my Dim Sum

Looky looky
Someone call my bookie
I'm putting thirty foils on the market going to nothing
You think I'm fucking bluffin'
Who's blatantly manipulating me
Into betting all my money

Side Note: I don't give a f*ck what you're talking about
So you know I'm not listening
Thinking about the sidewalk glistening
And how I wanna move down to Florida eventually
Like a real New England man
Who'd rather sweat it out
Than to see how this dark blue hell turns out
China's in the homeroom now
All the crayons are red
And if Alex Jones is right again
A year from now all the kids are gonna be dead
How does that not freak you out
No, I don't care when the next Marvel movie comes out
But did you see Casino Royale, and the one before that?
You don't live twice, you don't grow back
Guess where the real money's at
Mommy's watching SVU with no idea when her kids are coming back

Looky looky
Someone call my bookie
I'm putting thirty foils on the market going to nothing
You think I'm fucking bluffin'
Who's blatantly manipulating me
Into betting all my money

On sale now for the low low price
Of your whole fucking life
Virtual reality wish fleshlights
"Go f*ck yourself" gone literal
Each to their own
Downfall is Biblical
Remix the soul, upload to digital
Plugged in the dome, no more individual
Beef up the drone oversight, see visual
Aspects of one's mind now deemed criminal
Rewind, and reprogrammed with minimal
Human involvement, pure artificial
And simple from implementation to the silicone
Fully approved by the few that would really know
Oh no, for really though
That is the dealio
Praise be the helio
"Yo but for really though"
If you don't believe me by now
I can send you the video

(Shit, just fucking tired of telling everybody
What the f*ck is going on, and it goes in one ear
And out the other. And then here we are two years 
Two fuckin' years later. Like damn... I fuckin' told you)

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