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made me
Self-made, we ain't man made
Still make sons like a factory
Musics Tales of the Handmaid
Why would I care if they rate me
Rate of the growth got

have family trapped in the virus 
There aren't any words to describe the loss of a friend
The kill rate goes up, so does the boredom
But with it make art

all, you got it all
So what you mad for, huh?
You got it all, you got it all
So what you mad for?
Man, I ain’t never had shit, but everything is relative

Or open gates cause you lonely

Often been off of the face (book)
Too many dead and awake
Still plant seeds that don't stay
Just starve the growth, ain't no

are carrying on
This is new growth after all our old things burned
Like a ceremony, but we were forced to learn
The way forests thrive with the small

The goal is growth and growing 
I follow the universe 
cnd flow in 
I come up for air blow out and blow in 
Y'all noisy mind y'all business and know this 
I

and lows
Thinking about growth and where time went since we been bros
Divine minds when I rhyme with my brudda
Cut from the same cloth - but we got different

bold
Became a man I can see growth
I was young, became a man, and now I see growth
Sometimes you gotta dream loads
'Cos it is what it seems
Major moves

Who's been here through thick and thin,
Truly only close relatives, lost touch wit distant kin,
Used to have an innocent smile,
Now I sit in a pit

of a feeling

I ain't stepping back where i see there's a growth
Money and plug thick n thin as a growth
I get excitement when i see a tree sloth

I told em

your friend
Valley where the growth come from within I wouldn't take a single thing back I would do it all again
Valley where the growth come from within

And evil just the periwinkle sprinkles
On the cherry pie my second sight widen
Relative to Fahrenheit rising
Pawing at the drawn in lines
Cautious cause time

the pass potion, I'm passed the past and I'm past devotion 

Who cast the first stone or blast and burst chrome 

It's all relative my closet full

I'm trying to bring back that feeling
The streets claim to be missing like a relative deceased
Now picture me pouring out my feelings on these pages

rehearses perfection
Don't gotta be blood relatives to love or let a fella live
Tell 'em if I lift reality, dispel a myth
When republican creature fuck with

you ain't did the science
And I'm Einstein when ever I'm spittin from my rhymes
I define time, my relatives know that's its my time
I'm a time bomb,

hanging outside
We know the murder rate
When bullets never choosing a side
Who wanna die today ?




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cll I hear people say is

of relatives
My muffler back on so I'm sounding like myself again
I really like this guy I hope he keeps me t'ill the bitter end
But he wasn't a friend traded me

taking an oath, I concentrate on growth
Fear of going outta control, I choke
Do I suffocate, under rougher rates
Of tougher hate? I contemplate
My rap

Into isolation I recede; find out what works

So what will it be?
Death sedation, a culture of vanity
Politicians chuckle and fuel the growth-rate their

treating life like a loading screen
Can't look at your phone and the road
You don't have the eyes of a gecko
But at this rate you'll be dialing geico.
You

making yearly is my weekly rate.
A little bit of self growth, then they finna hate.

Eh, what you making yearly is my weekly rate.
A little bit of self

Mammal

They Might Be Giants

Apollo 18

1992

Standing in between extinction in the cold
And explosive radiating growth
So the warm blood flows
Through the large four-chambered heart

when they know me like a relative
Thankful for the ones that held me down, hella patient aye
They're the ones that keep me off the ground, elevated aye