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baby"
They lying 'bout everything and the system couldn't tame me
Can't cry, I do better things than the bitching and complaining
Education linked

chapter Will you let me see it after

Then the system started lagging Tryna run away from hackers
All my niggas gotta know the code So type it faster
I lost

with all types of shits
Bringing down demons we burn now they eyelash lit
Gravitating to toxins that dwells in pits
Hard to motivate when I'm so deep in

Leyline
Alkahestry, shifting your history
Bringing that inner peace, or you’ll leave in
Pieces, solar systems in my thesis
Thesis counting solar system

What we're made to follow take the road of debt and sorrow
Slave till sixty five with no lane in future ties
You and I been kicked down by the system

of gurus on the course setting par 4s
(Stop hitting the ball)
The system's playing dart wars with itself
Does the organism consciousness boundary reverse

This that gravedigger shit (ooh, and no one can fuck with the Wu-Tang)
Yo (what? What?)
Yo
Exotic type shit
Ninety-four
We must go to war fast

Heaven & Hell

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

This that gravedigger shit (ooh, and no one can fuck with the Wu-Tang)
Yo (what? What?)
Yo
Exotic type shit
Ninety-four
We must go to war fast

can't carry on flights
(On some other shit)
(Check this)
Spitting bars that connect you get yo carrier right
Type of shit that be the cause of system

What If?

L Fudge

Soundbombing

1997

this lesson through revolution
Ask what not to do (yes), without firepower how is you militant? (yes)
That type shit we don't forget like elephants

you gon' do it wit me
Make way
Lighthouse finna' blow
Fake one hit the floor
When the real ones show up
Stepping right up to the stage
Mosh pit like

with delight
I'm on a common grind but you know there's levels to this ****
In fact you more like Fredette, I'm like MJ in the pit
My pits not a palace

the right check now the times gone
My hand don't type right cuz the time flew for the right song
My minds in the right hands but my soul don't fight strong

probably make you sick
It's hard for me I need hit a lick
but momma told a nigga not steal
Critical this shit is getting real
Pockets a bottomless pit
So I'm

Critical this shit is getting real
Pockets a bottomless pit
So I'm getting lit it's never enough
I've had enough they said it was tough
But fuck this is

the sarlack pit
So you can jump around if you’d like
I’m not the terminator 
But I’ll be back
Cause I’m addictive like crack
To your dome
They say when in Rome

feeling types of way. Aye, aye
I work like stainless
Steel the game, clean the back, its the same shit
Who claiming? If I ride with this vision I'm bound

know she wants her way
So I never give ‘em no time, no pit stops
To try to have me fix you up a verse on a quick drop
They start to get some love

the dark 

Abstract catalyst 
Trips real hazardous 
Hippies on the hoopla 
Like festivals and gravel pits
For the sake of escapes 
I'm Houdini mastering

the dark 

Abstract catalyst 
Trips real hazardous 
Hippies on the hoopla 
Like festivals and gravel pits
For the sake of escapes 
I'm Houdini mastering

I'm alone, and the why, free
Thinking like, a man in a box is a tight squeeze
Every single plan I concoct is a type B
The system feels rigged like

As I solder souls I sold your soul
I'm a solar system it's just ya how I roll
My rotations go around around town till the blunt is over with my spaceship

my all to this business
I made lot mistakes y'all ain't witness
But it's time to rat on me Tekashi type snitching
Often I'm missing
Off in my prison

stunting
Know it's my time Lil baby no fronting
I just get high so I feel a lil closer
Coaster my drip so I won't make a mess
Drugs in my system I won't feel