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I'm smoking straight missiles
Quite possible I got a brownie in my system
Keep em with the day shades, bowl in the glovey
Even when I got caught, they

holograms come from
Provisions in symbols
Precision with missiles
Boom goes the village
What kind of hell am I a slave to
Mothafuckas we don't know what

faith in all my habits
Let 'em go any many mighty Moe
Uh, yo, it really don't matter whatever you picking just break from the system
Awakening break from

Valentines
And it's time she kissed you
Rest easy know a real one killed you
I'm not artificial but my art official
And I'm accurate with my target system

of the greatest empire
You all will surely remember the name
I'm already planning on buying a fort
And I'm still a minor, show up I'm dressed in designer
I cut

My letter to the system, listen 
Why you picking on me cause I'm black
Why you hatin on me cause I'm strapped
Yeah a nigga gotta watch his back 
My

hands and his mighty plan
Stay the course and go made a decision now
Doubting systems He planning is not allowed

I had problem on problems on problems

popular 
On top of the fact they're confusing pop with rap 
Busted at a Jerk Joint was Robert Kraft 
And the only reason that he got away scot-free 
Was

used unlocks your system app
That's a jailbreak
Unauthorized in this matrix and, yet
It's fair play (Uh)
'Cause I align with what
Resonates as a template