Lyrics:
Psychologically damaging experiences have taken quite a toll on me
Expectations may be misrepresentations of my personal reality
Efforts wasted
living paranoid loaded with gats and infrared connect
A blackout in the world that is unprecedented
When's the next time for lights to come back on, no
stuff, wrapped up in the middle of those severe terminal buns we wear! little transmitters, harry! little receivers! oh...don't pretend to be surprised,
The palisades)
What did it tell you
(As the infrared wave waltz picks me up)
Anything of interest
(And swings me in the yellow-white stars from the deep purple)
just basking in the sunshine
Of fates soothing innocence
Painting with a personal pallet
Of moving images
I am my lifes editor,
You bet I might be that
contains yet
But damn, lady, you could be my Valentine
Cupid got his infrared on my chest clocked (what?)
Let the rest flock, they just birds anyway
a rebel
I'm a dog, I'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
On my personal Armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, I'm obsessed
I'm
[project pat]
1 - walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit
Then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal
(Huh?)
Infrared beam!
Make em' look like he blushing
He ain't know we shed blood
Almost sound like we cousins
Or these hands a' fuck a nigga up
Before they
they can get the work too
Everybody can get they own personal shirt fool
Better get on 8 ball pool and make my mool
Really a hitter I'm not no kidder
the illest, and any different
Personal vision’s a mental fallacy
Just a virtual image my bars are so solid
Waves travel through ‘em the fastest
But the standard
to check on your spread
Won't skip a beat, didn't I tell you my vision infrared
Better learn than lose yourself when you poke the bear
I heard you not that
don't show up on infrared
Chips in the middle, I'm goin' all in for it
Done w the blues like I'm goin' all in for red
Show I belong with the best, I don't
following my rules treat me like the president
Stop playing with that kit
You breaking the laser
Infrared light in the dark where we made from
We look
personal hell
Your parents out here like Sonya and Dell
And ever since Sophie had a story to tell
You been taking Ls and coming out the cage
And thought we
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