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organisational chart Job opportunities Vacations Search pages 4 LULU Vol. 1 Hugo Helmig View all releases of this artist Sellable folder_shared
organisational chart Job opportunities Vacations Search pages 4 LULU Vol. 1 Hugo Helmig View all releases of this artist Sellable folder_shared
How they gauge my Success rate It's been a shift in da paradigm This is not a sprint it's a marathon It's a shame how the thought of losing steam in
Audio Alchemy Controlled Creation My thumb met my forefinger I lit a little sage for the saints and the sinners The pace of the winners was embraced
Your shit like Supreme pizza Nobody orders it bunch of vegetables I pick the pepperonis off of it I'm bored as shit, same topic Your toppings gross
thugged out I didn’t want to work a lame job while all the homies either sell cocaine or rob I went to school high never made to high school listens
these monkeys and spics I thank God that I'm white, pure and don't mix We need to snatch up these niggas and fags, reissue slave tags Regain job
CONTROL ME YOU DID NOT CREATE ME Sights and sounds smells and tastes such wonderful sensations All for us to capture our worlds beautiful creations Is this
the job and how you gotta' find where to sleep I'm sorry I'm taken so long to get where I need to be But that's Just the situation Who am I to reconcile
This flow is hard like the stress from Noah's job Death is coming you know it's odd being told by God Behold the scribe how I ride on the comet Vibe
a crone's creation Left of here, the voices taste each other See and hear the helix syndicate they Ran it aground, the surface silicate is Every single time
This is not the norm in the industry Digital audio workstations all do the same thing Allow the exporting and creation of 16-bit CD-quality audio in
changing, inhaling fear from the blue station Education, trying to build a creation, can't, my lack of patience In the hospital, mother giving birth, not
these monkeys and spics I thank God that I'm white, pure and don't mix We need to snatch up these niggas and fags, reissue slave tags Regain job
They still follow us around on the shop floor For the same job got to do a lot more I know it ain't equal So I'm tryna own shit and employ my people
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