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Changing form in a constant flowing
Pool of genes
While, then we can script change and see the consequences of our bearings
The fate is not to be fucked with

to the test
They know I am the king of old school Catalan beats
That never fail to drive them into moving their feet

I'm flying in the sky, at a high altitude

Cowboy Boogie

Randy Travis

Wind in the Wire

1992

Astaire of hill and range
Two parts cool and one part strange
He's the best out west at any altitude

He does the cowboy boogie
The cowboy way

On the edge of the obelisk
I'm holding on to you
Five stories to drop from
Steady hands, feet dangling
I'll never splat

Out on the open range

hit the fade mid range walk away like Melo with the hoodie
We don't run the ball cause we dunk the ball im a killer in the paint I'm a bully
Hop out

Ooh
Niggas heard I left NY for Cali
I was in a Range Rover, fly until I crashed it
Let me get the facts straight, you heard I do it backwards
That's

in diminishing altitude
Redesigning clouds as the new stronghold, a new host

"The sun, this sun, is accommodating, sending vital heat
Imprisoned, as I

Golden streets singing beings precious things beyond words and sights
These flights of wings attaining altitudes only ever experienced in fourth dimension

embarrassment
Bearing sins on sleeves with ease-ls
It's a pain-ting, get it out by getting at it dude
Really wanna say, fuck a doom attitude
But line between

return to the essence
Every time I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence
Its all over bearing witness like jehovah
ain't nothing strange unless

we left shaking in fright
Goodnight to the cowboy at home on the range
Goodnight to the working man at home in his trade
I was at home in the life that

Southern trees
Bearing strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging

sigh's)

'cnd range control are used -1.2 Km's'. (NcSc)

'The EL Team is reporting that we are, ah, that things look pretty good at the end of range

1: Vlash & Mint]
Driving a white Range
I got that wide Range
I got that dope on me
I get that coke on me
Snow on me, bitch I ski
Snow on me, bitch I

the truth 
Your emotions start losing its bearing.
So when I recoup,
I got nothing to loose 
Don't you know that them kiggas be daring.
I got the mic smoking

methamphetamine 
Left hand lead a dream
Right hand let him fean
Despite them getting green
Must be the adrenal fever
Or the high altitude cerebral edema
Now where's

Himalayan mountain range
I never thought I'd see something as majestic as this
Tea and teak all over the hills
I'm so high, but not from pills but

The tall grass hides what the eye cannot find
Breezing past the target what is a power locked inside
Try to scope the range but the arrow cannot nock

to gold. epiphany sold. a vision bold

In a darkened century, I range alone
Hiding my misery, by the power of a mystical stone

The land is dark, I am

all
Quiet as a snake I sharpen my blade
Long was my wait, deep was the shame
The hour has come to honor my name
The Ironhide, bearing his axe
Immortal

got young money them shooters will rock your bed
And I'm bearing arms I done bought me a few teds
This tool mechanical 7.62 the lead
He think

of fucking pride I be there feeling heavy
I don't hear no one but me she want me to be free she knows

No sense of admiration lawless code bearing fictional

all those mountain ranges
Across all bodies of water
I keep drifting back into providing arms of daughters
No more waiting, no more telling
She

My weighed, love, probability

Ranges to her, think I'm blessed
This my chance, her nicesense
More than coke, her beauty beats
She got a lovely