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I’ll start a fire wish you would too
Never retire country’s burnin to the ground

We’ll run through hours
Through smoke and mud let’s start a fire

streaks on the as-fault

I run the streets like I do CrossFit, got power like Austin

Texas mud this ainu0027t no coffee, play put him in a coffin

Bankroll

groove as smooth as supersonic
Have a look around, both your eyes will open wide
Object-oriented model alone is so contrived
Back seat driver taking over

kicks it kinda prone to receiving
A KUBE 93 complex
All sex-oriented computer-generated jiggy jams jamming the airwaves
Preventing innovative cats from

Family oriented like a hood brother
I got 5 dollas imma pass em to my partna
Only thing im missing is impala and baby mama
Belive in karma goody two

Rolling up in the mud, and the dust, and the dark, and the fog, and the nasty cigarette smell
A fresh breath in my lungs, tonight, is a godsend
I

worms (I hope you offended)
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)
You can try

I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS:  What I object to is you automatically treat me like an
inferior!

I be with the mob yeah
Came up out the projects
Gloc 9 them objects
Drip whenever i step 
Got sauce like Heinz yes 
Niggas better catch up or get

dogs. 
Renounce your house. Take just one 
object with you. Slip it in your pocket. 
Marvel at how a simple thing can
connect the variegated skeins

Only light reflected don't object it, it's apparent
Believe where you can take it from the mud to a terrace

Can't hold us back on the way up
Through

you’re starin’ Down the barrel of the gun that’s legit
So rewind your shit, hit play on reflection, a decadent life only gave You misdirection
Object

See me I eat, sleep, shit, and talk paper
Trynna get it out the mud, gotta ball major
Took a stand and won't slip
Demanding I don't flinch
I'm

Shady XV

Eminem

Shady XV

2014

and the inanimate objects
That I'm battering all shatter and fall
'Cause I hear the track and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma spark plug, I'm like the car

get through it together
This shit get so slimy, we changing the weather
I'm standing on business, you know what I'm reppin'
He came from the mud, he

poppin' xan's

Walk around skinny pants, where the fuck are mom and dad?

But I'm supposed to honor that?

Sorry Honor, I object and by object I mean I'm

an object and that's just fine
Maybe we're too toxic for the good life
But I don't wanna stop this lets just waste time
I don't wanna fall in love with all

as a worm

It's the opened secret
The life of objects
The loss in hiding
The breath
The death
The gift
The gift that takes
The felled box tree
The blow that

If he got a problem
Hit em with that object
Pics from out the projects
Hair like Dennis Rodman
Now we in designer
Straight from the non profits
Bitch

to the races

Starsky and Hutch minus the fuzz
Me and Spitta stick together like, huh
Cotton and mud, some chicks counting up buds
Mouth got cotton, prolly from

Ech... mud!
You better not cry
You better not shout
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa claus is dead
I was sitting on a hill
And I was looking

on today's to-do list is to design a pair of runnin' shoes
The goal is as always in my work is to add emotion to inanimate objects, so"

Uh, release day is

created by our reflections in the mud
And the water that made the mud created our lives
Our ancestors sitting around the fire chanting bifurcate bifurcate

Comfort
Clinging to an old shirt
Tie myself to objects
Waiting for the rain
To fall down
Backwards
Holding onto sadness
Leaning into old fear
Leaving