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Why you lookin' down on me? Should keep your head up
All that energy I gave out, it won't reciprocated
But your cell phone blast, now you humiliated

tried to tell you that
The Bush's were possibly cloned
You should know about distortions
Of lessons in college
About the water-fuel cell
The suppression

So Stylistic

Fannypack

So Stylistic

2003

nuclear beats
Ghettofied celebrities, fantastical treats
Technologically advanced the dance is futuristic
Glamour girls rock your world, so stylistic

generation

A windmill rotating
Fuel cells generating
Producing
Fossil fuels reducing
Conserving

Not shutting down keep the power on
Geothermal convection
For

on
On something nostalgic?
Dropping jaws when I'm working my magic
Taking bags
I'ma take it and vanish
Puff and appear with fuel in the studio
Burning the studio

that it possesses advanced cognitive abilities.
Condition:
The extraterrestrial life form is currently in stable condition, showing no signs of distress

image, work of art!

Click, click, rap, tap, generate! Fuel the mood, anticipate
Found in pixels, auto muse, driver image, perfect hues!
From the void,

rules it
Love fuels it
Your love, you can use it
And it even runs on empty
It even runs on empty

Well you think you're here
Or maybe over there
But then

Plasma coursing through my chambered heart
Pressure forcing stenotic plaque apart
Red and white cells thick and concentrated
Without them I'd be

the first way we used energy 
it provided heat and light, we'd get up when it was bright, sleep when it went down 
like a person needs food, a car needs fuel

get
Took off my vest, advanced to the threat
Showing no fear, I'm cashing these checks
Flying in private I'm catching a jet
It's funny how life opens up

me a Mount Rushmore
Just a head of myself
I have always been advanced
And I won't leave anything to chance
Ya I'm ahead of myself
I cannot forget

Check Callin'

Plies

Check Callin

2017

That check, it be callin'

I don't need no calculator, I'm too advanced (I'm too advanced)
Somebody call up Future, I need some Percocet (I need some

Whatchu Want

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

the Commission)
Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers
Jet fuel abusers, sippin' Patruise
Once Upon A Time In America's muse
You based on us, you fiction
Ya

Smoked em out, his soul wanna pay back and kill me hell in a cell 
I grabbed my cell phone I dialed the next code, its not connecting man I'm thinking hell

Free
Rise
Up
Dive in me
Merging minds is the last of keys
Transcend flesh to be free
Computerize
Advanced, brain cells
DNA's our memory
Built upon

Fembot

Robyn

Fembot

back, uh)
(I'm hi-tech baby)

Fresh out the box, the latest model
Generator running on full throttle
Can I get a fuel up? Hit the bottle (reboot)
I

pedal?
All my delicate brain cells 
I'm on a spell
I don't sleep well 
To the closet door, I want more
Jump in my shoes, imma parachute
Starting

More so,
Ill enter you
I am the muse
cnd your the fuel
That heats caboose
We keep it rolling
On a train to better days 
Its me who shovel coal in 
Thats

Yea the least famous rappers rock the diamond necklace
They get advanced with fifty thousand, blow it, fuck the checking
I never understood the man,

yell
We're walking through the gates of hell
Want my people dead or to stay in cells
Prison, anything at all, they'll find a way to sell
Ain't looking

Nobody here I'm alone in my cell
Now I’m alone in my cell
Wish someone treated me well
Too bad my soul not for sale
Feelin pain so I inhale
Reading these

Terraforming our planet and dividing the cells
One by one creating earthlings, heaven and hell
Hibernated for forty thousand long years
Builders of the World,

hoes in my dm's, got no time for texting, but (I don't)
I stay oldschool, spending hours in 'em phone cells (Brrt brrt)
Counting purple paper, the prey