Search results for 'Continuous Service Improvement Plan'

peripheral
Hop in that, hop in that like an amphibian

She workin' that ass, continuous
I'm workin' my plans, ingenuous
I'm talkin' 'bout mags

and consideration
For my fellow man
But when lip service to some
Mysterious deity permit's bestiality on
Wednesday and absolution on Sunday
- cash me out

But aren't

half-ass my effort
Throw out my plans and stomp on my foot"
Continuous Improvement, one day after the other
Compound effect, no miraculous lunge

Wake up

Exchange for all my knowledge
Been exhausted hella anxious 
Fantasizing bout the worst
Through continous improvement, nigga
Knowledge is a curse
Been

put into practice success is practically automatic
When continuous self improvement process becomes a habit
What you visualize, you will realize, that

persistence and practice
When put into practice success is practically automatic
When continuous self improvement process becomes a habit
What you visualize,

immunity from the purge and shall not be harmed
Commencing at the siren
Any and all crime, including murder
Will be legal for 12 continuous hours
Police,

at the siren, any
And all crime, including murder
Will be legal
For twelve continuous hours police, fire
And emergency medical services
Will be unavailable
Until

with no limits
Hoping all the drugs will fix it
If God really judge
I don't plan to be forgiven
Growing up in the shadows
With the devil in my visage

immunity from the Purge
And shall not be harmed
Commencing at the siren, any and all crime
Including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours
Police,

as man
(I realized) , that ain't nothing more important!
Then the plan in hand , family & my friends
And a paper trail that's super gorgeous

Legacy ,

Software as a service provides
An affordable means to get by
The payments multiply
Way less than a license lasting for a lifetime
But you can afford

like the movies
Spraying with my eyes wide shut
Call it Stanley Kubrick
I ain't got no rubric but still stay showin' improvement
Starting a movement

curse
Ayy ay, dropped out of college, I'm a little bit nervous
Like tryna lift your hands on a Sunday service
Father take my hand, take my hand, imma hold

perfect for what he need
More than what's on the surface, but still a seed
For his purpose and service, denying my urges
Never nervous, this ain't even

why they actin' stupid?
You ain't with it, you gone loose it
I put my soul up in the music
Got the plan check the blueprint
Rest in peace George Floyd,

service
Your converted
The water finally turned to wine accept reverse it

The game we play for some you would call it dangerous
We call this home this is

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

As they plan destruction and gain respectability,
We offer our creativity and are made outcasts.


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