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and disperses rapidly
We come from different corners of life
That doesn't mean we should all just fight
Based on arbitrary feelings of different cultures
That's

pressures and the homework isn't restful
Another test, if you fail are you a failure?
Arbitrary information, can you make it fit like a tailor?
I'm bailing

artefacts 
Fuck it bringing back
Yeah I’m proud to be Blak 
Proud of the fact we the oldest people on the map 
And they tried to move our history how fucked

dislike to people based on arbitrary lines drawn on maps. To bring back those old wars, roll back the good times. Here is the news from the BBC. Here is

can't just pick something arbitrary
You can't say "I'm gonna be
The fastest runner in the
World" and now you gotta beat the Usain Bolt
That's too hard

Before I moved along I wouldn't be attached
That's gonna make me wanna stay
A few weeks go by I'll remember what I have
And map this arbitrary maze

me for my past
I'm speeding down a path
To help me just relax
Put the volume MAX
Use Google Maps
The music is a craft
I think its gonna last
Put

Passed the appaloosa and the adobe
I leaned into the ridge of never knowing
My Odyssey, My Emerald City
Fixated on Jade but Celadon's as pretty

Baked in the hot sun like adobe
Leave no roaches for the police 
Know my approach is, 703 
Getta know me 
We been low key 
I'm just tryna turn up like

We on the path to some greater things
Y'all wanna act like I ain't the king
Y'all wanna rap try to get on the map 
Sit back and relax while I break

maps
My kids play Fortnite, and they dab
Ahoo
Noise reduction should have been applied
Ahoo
Autodesk is just one of a kind
Good ol' Maya software, made

Mischief like Loki
Misfit you know me
Clouded like adobe
Just right on locks like goldi
Throwing up bricks my discipline like Kobe's
Bounce bounce bounce if

the pain it deepens
I'm taking it pro adobe
Do this 24/8 like kobe
They keep saying I'm the wan kenobi
Me and someone had a bond it's broken
Sold a nigga out

for trust
deport you - you'll adjust
	
pride kills.
arbitrary, lines in the sand to make your maps 
when you can't even find compassion
pride kills.

raised methodical faces, nevertheless, in such a prime time the poets rhymed poetry denounced decline, arbitrary mounts of grime stacked 
Dirt was

in the open up out to Okinawa
I can see an adobe home and I know it's Saba
We came from broken homes no sober fathers
For the children with birthdays