Lyrics:
act and you talk
Simple man, you say that you do what you can...
Punk I don't know what you can but I am what I am
Don't you fucking understand... Yo I
try to act like they Beyoncé
You ain’t shit to me baby girl I should’ve fucked
And been on my way
It’s always an excuse when it comes to me
You play
On TV
We Gotta Stay Tuned
'cause There's More To See (Unbreakable)
Through The Technical Difficulties (Unbreakable)
We Might Have To Take A Break
heavy
Now don't you act damn hysterical
It won't take long to get lyrical
Making this game easy will take some miracle
If you wanna get technical, it's
sleepy...
I wonder why this
Feels so creepy?!
I'm in love with my laptop!
I'm in love technical gadgets
I use them to make that silly-a-delic sound
Conjure
you crystal soldiers
Touch tomorrow, energize
Digital dreams
And you're the next correction
Man's a mistake so we'll fix it, yeah
Take a look
We gotta stay tuned
'Cause there's more to see (unbreakable)
Through the technical difficulties (unbreakable)
We might have to take a break
But
'cause there's more to see (unbreakable)
Through the technical difficulties (unbreakable)
We might have to take a break
But y'all know we'll be back next
you crystal soldiers
Touch tomorrow, energize
Digital dreams
And you're the next correction
Man's a mistake so we'll fix it, yeah
Take a look
What the fuck is happening
Why the propaganda be (What is going on?)
Working so effectively to perfection, correction
I say what, the fuck is
No, I don’t wanna act out, act out
Uh, I don't ever wanna act out
Where to buy them drinks
Yeah, it’s my hangout
Ethanol workout
Leveraged buyout
Lately evil has a hold on me
Lately evil has a hold on me
Good Lord, can you forgive these technical difficulties?
Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy Lord
goals I do it clean I never foul
I beat the pussy up technical knockout
Looking good with her clothes on or naked
All the girls pretty doesn't matter
the answer's already there
And it may take corrections but I know what's fair is fair
You're smashing all the mirrors you know that's no way to act
But theres no
the medical
Wait, we getting too technical
Im on some shit that fuck up your mental
smoking back to back, this shit ain't no methanol
I wrap this shit with no
makes you feel
And how it makes you think, and how it makes you act
Fact! Your God has been holding back
Scratch that, He is flat out lie
If you eat
Well there we go
Self proclaimed voice of reason
You peaked some time ago
A token act of mediocrity
Gave you something to believe
To let you hope,
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
destined
We still have the power to provide correction
With that said don't let the past stunt your progression
We don't pray for change, we manifest it
In
a lesson. Pray to God when I need a blessing.
Real rap I bleed perfection: Solider the no limit Nola shit.
Lock it down like I need correction. Little bit
like diamonds
Ain't how it seems (ain't how it seems)
But I'm resurrecting
Making corrections
Suggest you don't leave (you can leave if you want)
But
what a venomous selection
Go ahead violate, who you know
Will never be an exception i'm a wrongan
And I will never settle for correction
Ay bredda stop
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
and niggas act like it's a strain to do
So if it's smoke i give it to you like the strain Is new
My game is true
A boxer who don't feign his move
That's
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