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design of the internal universe
Cursed with deceptive reflections intertwined in the thread of it

Awake in a dream as a jaded machine
With manipulated

and they treating me like Royal (Royal)
You stepped on my fire but I'm strong so I still smolder (Smolder)
I don't got a lot of friends so I might need

It is the time for diplomacy!
Maurice, gather up my royal circle (Ha)
Okay Maurice, enough monkey business
I did not mean a literal royal circle
Get

coverings
Fucking vicious cycle of charity
Fucking bullshit everything

But he didn't want my help
With his anger
Or with finding an illusory
Infinite thread

a couple bad bitches now they tanning in the spot
Race banning, stay standing when the city's getting hot
All these shorties diddy bop
Drinking 40s

The Royal Maze

Marcus

Marcus

1969

The royal maze 

Cut the thread and rise
Through the crown to the one
Through the gates of ego death
The renewer will bring us home

The wheel

Hey, with your natty threads and your nifty dreads
And your Dagenham royal swagger
With your tricky spiels and your Cuban heels
And the face

born this way: I've got no say, got no chance to prosper. 
I hail from royal blood, they call me demi-god! 
Cast out like a monster.

Been lost in this

Red Cotton

Elvis Costello

Secret, Profane & Sugarcane

2009

I'll send them over the ocean foam
Right into those gentle European homes

The slave ship "Blessing" slipped from Liverpool
Over the waves the Royal

to hem shows, I'm ready to sew
Pass me the needle, you get the cloth
Kunta'll get the thread and we'll all break bread
This is the true birth

They were born in Alba Longa
from the true King´s daughter
Blessed by Mars, she gave birth to twins
A thread to the Usurper
Worried the King ordered

of feds rolling down my ends
Bat to the head have you looking like the walking dead
You fucking pig are just hanging on a fucking thread
(Yo chill, chill,

sleep, flip, repeat
I got niggas rocking with me me
Rap my fashion pen in my sleeve
Don't fuck with niggas everything faux out here.
Threads on threads

Dance Little Rude Boy

Ian Dury

Ten More Turnips from the Tip

2002

Hey, with your natty threads and your nifty dreads
And your Dagenham royal swagger
With your tricky spiels and your Cuban heels
And the face

through the roughest times, I kept it G
Let me put you up to speed
These some royal threads only made for kings
I'm just so out of her league
But I want her

tells me stay

ANNELIESE:
I'll remain forever royal

ERIKA:
I'll repay my parent's debt

BOTH:
Duty means doing the things your heart may well regret

a million threads of gold and red and royal blue,
Lay down in bliss and ignorance, spend a lifetime in a sweet kiss,
And dream of nicer things than ever could

and this suit
Figure out the common thread between our various groups
So(w) us together like a quilt, call it the fabric of truth
My people drownin' in a sea

hanging by a spiritual thread
The enemy had leveraged me to wreckage
I was sobbing in shreds, clinging to a hospital bed
Longing for regeneration. I

the reason, you're the reason, no lie
You're the reason I wake up and get this fly
Male fashionista
My threads is from Egypt
Thousand dollar linen
Fashion week

Verse 1	 
	We’re the royal seamstresses, the best that you can get,
	For Louis Vuitton hasn’t been invented yet.
	Our designer outfits are

Of the Royal Dynasty, with
Lectures Over Rhythmic Data
Albums full of algorithms, shit, I know I lost you
Niggas my sons but don't resemble me at all
You trying

You're a suck up, total fuck up try to find new fools to ploy
Act like you're a Trojan but this town isn't Troy
Think you know the facts about this royal

she said Sierra Leone
Body of a goddess 'cause you is one
Got me a Somali it's a mix up
Royal threads when we get our pics done
Baby girl you know I