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Obsessed to try a simple trick
I'm trading our utilities
For endless possibilities
Forever and always near
The world is made of open doors
Get out

Whew!
If It's a bag then you know it ain't no pressure
Danny Glover nigga how my flow a lethal weapon
They're praying on my downfall while I'm

vision so impeccable my strongest weapon
I can see your truth living when your lying dies
Revealing all of the weakness that you hid inside
My G.O.A.T

your dues, pay for your utilities
Then we're told to dream on, despite its likely futility
And if we want a day job, we still come across hostility

pitifully bid in futility
I've got the roads and
The rails and utilities
So bring the waterworks
Your tears will oil the gears of my infamy
Kid in the living

Flammable weapons in plenty cargos empty carloads
Semi autos skin splattered you Winnie Harlow
You suspect post up threats on Pretty smartphones
I'm up next

When I'm beginning
To turn into a shuriken
Dial it back fur a secin
Slow burning reckoning
Ambiguity turns into weapons
Cruelty when I command

bodys is what I'm about to collect
Leave no evidence behind when the police come to inspect
I got to pay utilities or the gonna come and disconnect
I

vigilante
And all the tools on my utility belt do come in handy

That candy coated Metropolis ain't no match for this Gotham City
Round here they take

utility belt
I can’t even recall how humility felt
Boutta make a scene cause I’m anything but stealth
But I’m radiating heat that’ll make your weapons melt

the squad, multiple blocks, toddlers analog
90% of my communications are back channel operations
Stop
Debating flagrant weapon raising
Gotta step in and change

Rickets make it hard to move

Every bone has a direction
But not towards the ground
Consistence kept, utility lost

Crying upside down, nausea for

we got kevlar helmets
And the utility belt that's strapped to my pelvis
Two handed holding
On the weapon I'm wielding
I'll be in control, if i can help

sayin', This pure evaluation, greater knowledge then Sir Francis Bacons, words in admiration, my obsession my infatuations, these weapons and activations,

Getting cozy on the cushion of my seat
The road was bumpy but I managed not to spill
my tea, Crafting my weapon of destruction
I need protection from

Impossible/ mission/
Limited weapons/
Outmatched/
How do we/
Defeat this/ enemy/
We’ve been/ deceived/
Satan/
Reptilian/
Wicked/ men
And women/
Hiding in/

Alphabetical Slaughter, Pt. 2: Z to A

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

world war, world wide warning
Walking with weapons we wacking walkietalkies wearing wardens
We with whatever, "what what" wilding wherever war went

weapon is my tongue stays cocked like a gun man that clip weighs a ton can't run from the facts that I speak when I preach I'm going to keep climbing till