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start you'll go to US dot gov
While the last one is a diagnostic of
I don't need a label that's too much restrain
I know that I'm able I don't need a cane

HATE  INTEGRATED MESS

Hate is knowing things can upset you
Hate is holding up what has left you
Hate is all that love can be
When love decides

Well, it's all about convergence to an integrated whole
Drawing threads together, imagining the goal
Holding it so lightly, never letting go
Taking

fool going down diagnostic 
I just want to shake you till your senses come out 
Or we could let our bodies do the talking, no mouths 
Acting like I don't

back in bed cus your body is the warmest
I just love the way you're holding me so
Promise me you'll never leave no where
Fresh cup of water by my bedside

flesh... and I fly way 
 
Most lethal known to man 
Came for the bag and the legacy.. the whole Shabang 
It's now or never ain't no holding back, we go

The vortex, the spiral going in
Avogadro, the median of spins
Diagnostic, the ending in the quest
Avocados, the healing from within
Speaking softly, the holding

it pimping
Cargo pocket holding ten
This paper keep me limping
I ain't wit no fucking talking
Fuck your politicen
I be on the scene solo
And I'm fly

Going down the yellow brick road searching for the pot of gold
Holding on tight to my soul praying I don't let it go
Swing low, sweet chariot come

of runes had to lay down chips to open gate 
Put in patience due
Slowly awaited 
Visuals took time to be slowly integrated 
Lost myself in the mural found

I was in the starship galaxies only guardian
Check the diagnostics music is my catharsis
Seen a familiar planet flew in so I could harvest oh that's

Ladies around me
Look like Farrah Fawcett
Man I almost lost it
When I saw them doing crossfit
Almost need a diagnostic
For all the hot chicks
Hair looking

Never showing away
Operating 24 hours a day
And it's been a little while since I gave myself a diagnostic
Used to be a balance but I don't remember

that money ain't heard of
Bend chips and ends for a voice a shout or a turn
Y'all on the gram holding money to your ears
There's a disconnect, we don't

you simple
Ovaries over sea
She call me Sean way I hold down the D
I Call her meg when she holding her knees
Ahh oou
I do
You knew
No correlations

something to prove to them masses
Pass us by when the camera flashes, ask us what a forgetful past is
The sinner's not a saintly script but integrated with

to respond
No power is given
To that which is not resonant
The master of frequency

Following the formula of flow
The power is integrated
Harnessed to direct

Higher
Take my hand and take me higher
Higher
Take my hand and take me higher
I remember you
Holding me through
When we fell
I had no clue
'Til I came

really are
I'm lying with somebody else; now I'm lyin' to myself

How proud I am to have integrated this Truth or else you'd resent me
Yet we're still

fed up
Gotta step up
Always grinding never let up
Chase that bread and all that feta
Fuck holding grudges and vendettas
But I know I can't please all

realize it
I am now integrated feeling anticipated
And I'm no longer sedated my fears are eliminated
My heart is going to speak out and leak out the amount

What you don’t understand me
We talkin green for your Grammy 
When she can’t see through the catty
The green for the Grammys 
When I’m holding up my

far from home, feeling gritty and alone
Ain't pity, I'm on, just a fair chance at winning

Still, I keep my face to the sun, holding strong for my son