Lyrics:
Ark of the covenant hears the bark of the remnant walking with ark of the covenant living within
We got the replica of the ark this is the replica
but I
Wouldn't write any line that
Was as good as the lines being written
In the rooms next to me
It was just like: I had to
Elevate i was looking at
It
it up, get back double up
Zigzag purple stuff hit that huh
This that coming up real shit mix with the formula
Know no replica ugh ugh ugh
Big bag run
Replicas of human beings developed
Created for slave labor, self-learning
Artificial intellegence escalates
Humanoids creating egos with
physically being a few feet away
I’ve had to learn the mechanics of love
Without a manual
And the knowledge comes gradual
I still haven’t graduated but I’m
copy
Can't make me a replica
Can't make me a carbon copy
Tell me what makes your heart race
All beings dance to their own rhythms
Captivated by unique
when I left;
Still underage
Your android replica is playing up again
Oh, it's no joke
When she comes she moans another's name
That's the spirit
every weakness something special of
Your own
Being a clone I have no flaws to identify
Even this doggerel that pours from my pen
Has just been written
this is the real deal
I stood tall and took my blows replica of Holyfield
Consider this an apology for being absent a whole three years
Tales from the Dorkside (featuring Darko the Super)
written by Nathan Conrad, Evan Souza and Nick Mitchell
Publishing for Darko the super: Outer
written right now
Write your own story
The future's being written right now
Take a leap and find your footing
Finally a tangible reason
To rid myself
called Africa
Africa Africa Africa
The original not the replica
Not the national geographica
The beautiful women of Africa
The pharaohs and kings of Africa
And you know of me you could never make a replica
(Hold up) You can’t be serious
Up all night, delirious
No sleep got me feeling weariness
But no one is
as they foresee
Depths of despair
Imprints on the neck restore the primal feeling
Of being alive
Your inability to accept
The lights I sent your way
It has
too busy being in love
I could have written the part to make young lovers crazy
I could have written the movie for Hepburn and Tracey
The beautiful
too busy being in love
I could have written the part to make young lovers crazy
I could have written the movie for Hepburn and Tracy
The beautiful
My brother said that he spoke to your dad
Told him all about your new life plans
I'm happy for you
I mean it I do
Can't help but think back to being
switches, mamas is quotin' scriptures
While Luda's gettin' head, more gums than baby pictures (woo)
Cocked my .40 Glock and my partna just bought a replica
fucking up this Cult Shit and now they'd wind up being slaughtered!
Every single rhyme I write is never fucking positive
I'm here to share the proof that
they're out there making more Replica's
See the truth of the matter is, they always tryin to take us up out of here
They got a twelve year plan of Diff
on a tape and be the slightest bit better?
How you ganna say that what I'm making isn't great?
How you ganna say that what I've written's always fake?
This
Prada
That's on Giselle and Donna
Yeah
That's on Giselle and Donna
That's on Giselle and Donna
Nigga, we being watched
Nigga, we being watched
Nigga, we
they´ll never let me through, 'cause
It´s no fun being an illegal alien
No, it´s no fun being an illegal alien
Down at the office had to fill out
Kick it with me
Cover the grieving
Tie into a brand new one
Tight regard to what I was
Cover the written
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