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Replacing each fractured element w/
A crudely molded facsimile
Expanding the user's FOV
Into a hyperbolic dimension [ocular inversion]
I am nourished via
Bitch don't knock me out my zone
I'm getting started
They see how I come perform
Bitch I'm lit, ignited
She said I won't tell nobody, I don't ever chatter
Eh
Mauvais tracnar de banlieusard
Première GAV tu t’es direct dis faudra pas poukave
Carbo dans la zone toi tu bosses que l’taga
En plein printemps
(Oh, Lord, oh, yeah)
(You better be)
Spiralin' up, just like a rich nigga staircase (staircase)
No fly zone, please stay the fuck out my airspace
and abroad,
And everywhere else it's against the law".
"It's got a microprocessor and eight meg of ram,
A thousand selectable user programs,
And the operating
that dead zone
Get to talking stupid on my smart phone
Dail Tone
Haters got my numbers blowing up like the Dow Jones
SiRr Xecellence who
Elmo Ivy Jones
on the daily
Still I ain’t no hard abuser
But if you come and hit my crib, girl
Then I’ll be your fucking user
I need this shit to blow
Got K.E. on the track
I’m
my nigga, hold on
We book-buyin' and this bitch dumpin' whole zones
I got a baby in the trunk wrapped in Four zones
Plus, I'm a business man, baby, I
honor, I ain't a dealer, I'm a user, ya dig?
I load up the Sig, point it at ya wig
Pull over on the highway, throw you off the bridge
We don't give
better, and I planned to
But dog they be takin me out of my zone like a nigga with a handle
I sat back and watched it, put the gats back in the closet
I
a dealer, I'm a user, ya dig
I load up the sig, point it at ya wig
Pull over on the highway, throw you off the bridge
We don't give a fuck, and we ain't
tell you I'm some bipolar, hard drug user
The J gets smaller, I'm lapping in my zone
Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I'm alone
that I've spoken
So get up if you can get the picture
Only hurt ya if the shoe fits ya
I really can't stay on my time zone
I ain't user friendly word
hard, get barred
Get back, write Braille
Get jailed, jump bail
(Don't stop, you don't) fail
Look out kid
You're going to get hit
By users, cheaters
hard, get barred
Get back, write Braille
Get jailed, jump bail
(Don't stop, you don't) fail
Look out kid
You're going to get hit
By users, cheaters
( Hook )
I been spending my time crying
Sick of being on the sidelines
Ima protagonist
Going from rags to riches
I been in a dark zone in my
t.v we keeping thugging
Been a little wait
But I'm back in my zone
F what you heard
I'm back on the throne
Over he city I'm fly as a drone
Ain't got
Microphone, one stage
Tomboy, outrage
Street fight, bloody war
Instigators, third floor
Promiscuous child, broken heart
STD, quarantine
Heroin user, coke head
think the A&R's gon'
Be okay with this mane
Used to user Autotune, people listen this way
Scratch that, little JID, Mr rude, here he is
Mister mister "F"
its clockin in every time zone
Uh, time is money, my grind is hungry,
it's for my dudes and my dime honeys
(I got what y'all need)
Things run up in
Barna Trash and Rash when true eating banana
Big Men's(Deceivers)Engineers(User) Pastors(liers) Government(Hypocris) people who see they are greater
not playin' nice
And there's no time to be right
Can't take it anymore
All that you've done before
I shoulda shoulda known
That I'm stuck in your zone
kill switch
Got keynotes to speak oh so ill with
No bull you feel this, true fulfillment, finesse
The Kenzo, Benzo in gear
In the end zone ear to ear
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