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The truth
Our existence
Carved out
Long ago
In archaic tongue

Dreams of the future
Sleepless nights of the past
Construction of situation
The possibilities

and the idea of solidarity
We disallow our benightedness
Existence is meaningless
Futile construction surfaces

Fools goals, greed Indulge
A life of lust

a bitch, it's 'bout a check
My nigga never 'bout the bitch, about
To check my nigga, that's my nigga!
Make me do construction in your section
Nigga
Rari'

to the scope of the whole
Notorious for our staunch devotion
To laborious constructions of self
Know that the poet's devout
When picking lit from the shelf
Don't

when I hit your waterfront and penetrate your bank
The wet well's flooded and the pressure vessel screams
You will reach fulfillment beyond all your

construction?
Have you known anything to reap such destruction?

The ship that I'am building board by board
will finally then leave from this shore The vessel

regardless blood pressure dropped artery vessel clogged
Cardiac arrest next my chest was shocked IV
Oxygen mask bleeding heavily
We need to get

A villian, right?
On this mic, everyday it's a killin' night
Fear i might turn into a parasite in my sights
On site, construction fight
I think i can barely

Uploaded to a metal vessel, got the copper noggin
Went to the end of the rainbow and found a pot of shit
A lot of flies, leprechaun hanging off a stick

Switch up the D in place of the G
It's G O D all ova these beats
I'm just a vessel this is not me
I'm here to best you are you testing
Hand of the one

Interference in my plans

Has come from an unpredicted source

Construction of the number 2 is off schedule

Ouodo's performance lacks

His mind is

stresses stemming from holes I left in my vessel
Try better next time I'll get it, you can't deny pressure
Mind heavy when I be riding cause I can't find

construction
Clearing debris
Before this life you was nominee
Chosen yes anomaly
Watch what your subconscious eat
Never been regular
Premium that's gas 93
This

sacrificed
To many dark days to the pain fighting meticulous construction of my
Concoction of a blending mask, transcendent dirt, heavenly scab
Draining

and substitutions then you're jarred by mass confusion
This vessel might impair what's special forcing closures distanced and nestled 
Do we bide our time by our very

he talking hot, guess what, I got plenty of devils
He say he see red when he mad, I'ma pop your vessel
I got some chocolate for ya' shorty, I'm the ice