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Other scenarios in which we may share information that are common to information covered under Parts I and II are described in Part III.
Retention
lava, I never go down
I said what I said, that is my motto
Two of 'em, they both some models
Three of 'em, they all some models
And for your information
Eye's been on ya, all day
All night, runway
You've been walking, pose with a smile
You keep the cameras froze, with your model, walk, and pose
Aint
a 10-inch Acer, acquired via barter
It was my entrance into the realm of tablet and stupid smartphone rebuilding
This particular model happened to be
Dunsmuir, Kohn, Woodcock. Statistical correction of a deterministic numerical weather prediction model. Journal of American Statis¬tical Association. 2001.
gathered after autopsy on you
Information overload, true
This is my sick story for you
I am now
Pissed real fucked up pissed
Real common lie, trust it
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
So rich they think we're
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
Yeh we're da model generation
So rich they think we're
Tryna picture potential in these Instagram models (like)
Information racin' around the internet
Befo the iPad was invented, I had a pad of writtens
'em
OG's from my hood call me Roooooole Model
OG's from my hood call me Roooooole Model
OG's from my hood call me Role Model
Handsome and faded I take
In model worlds
The grass is always green
And in a model world
The people say what the people mean
There's no accidents
Just common sense
surprises always been so discreet
And I rang my wedding bell and I built my picket fence
And I drove a modest car and always used common sense
Everyday I went
surprises always been so discreet
And I rang my wedding bell and I built my picket fence
And I drove a modest car and always used common sense
Everyday I went
the mirror
Features of a common monster
Livin’ in a world-machine – consumer beings
Ideas are dyin’ before they were born
Civilized model for
surprises always been so discreet
And I rang my wedding bell and I built my picket fence
And I drove a modest car and always used common sense
Everyday I went
I am the very model of a modern Major-General
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights
from the L's of others
Like a test subject information always gathers
I'm doing all this learning so I could avoid the hurting
While you're there hurting
When there's no more information and the compass turns
To nowhere that you know well
Just let your soul, be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He will
a model
It's not a familiar world
When you're common folk
Wearing old Nikes and a black trench coat
It's like a picture in a magazine
I don't want that
When there's no information
And the compass turns, yeah to nowhere you know well
Just let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll
When there's no information
And the compass turns to nowhere that you know well
Let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you
to monitor the activities of a common life on the Dirtball,
And study peoples life styles,
Their general habits of living in their strange society.
Yes
When there's no information
And the compass turns, yeah to nowhere you know well
Just let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll
deliver information and analyses
Such analyses
Oh yeah
Such analyses
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