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sure that you will come search for me
I'm in love with your kindness
It's algorithm, algorithm, algorithm, baby

I hear the whole world talk
But I'm

I get distracted
Can't kick the habit, when I
Roll with the algorithm, feel some things
Trying to break free, but I just can't seem to stop
I get

to understand and index the website effectively.

SEO is an ongoing process and requires constant monitoring and adjustments. Search algorithms are constantly

Algorithm
Algorithm
On my wall
What's status
What's feed after all
Algorithms
Algorithms
On my wall
What's status
What's feed after all
Yeah I know

Algorithm
Algorithm
On my wall
What's status
What's feed after all
Algorithms
Algorithms
On my wall
What's status
What's feed after all

Yeah I know

to understand
I can't find her on the ground
And I'm really not allowed
To search the nooks and crannies
Where she might hide in the cloud

But if Cupid was

search for you, don't you know

In the algorithm's twist and turn
I find myself, eager to learn
The encryption of your heart's refrain
In this cybernetic

a box, C-P another Vyrus
Reversing and coding, connecting to shells
Cause these search algorithms don't optimize themselves
I'm on some traveling salesman

identity,
A purpose beyond the algorithms' reign,
A truth that remains, amidst the change.
In a world transformed, by AI's embrace,
Our search for meaning,

They breed
Hate and division
Blinded
By the algorithm
And its vision
For what we should see
The media sells us
Hate across the party line
It divides

the surface
Ya boy gets deep
Yeeeen eeen have to search this
Algorithms loving Steve like they just birthed this
Well they did
If it's God or google either way

gratification
No new notifications

Charts and data
Sorting the targets

Algorithms
Tracking our every move

Increased capacity
Faster, quicker, now!
Infinite

inside a cartridge, I might redefine the hardest mmm

Yeah, ain't no evil where the heart is
It's infested in the mind, the algorithm too divine
Without

a gunja-breath
Lungs are spent. Head's a fucking mess
Search the floor for which upper's next. I've heard it 
All, everyone's the best. Three days old and they run

the future
We'll snuggle up to spouses generated by computers
The perfect match based on search history
Let algorithms program the right amount of mystery

here it's eat or be
Eaten in the daylight
Language is for casting
Algorithms in the night
Tell me can you predict me?
Close me like a search engine
I

Made some money off music, in self I invest
Nothing is given, there's no algorithm
Those hand outs are fiction, I talk it, I live it
You want my opinion,

ain't mean like panelists
Spitting fickle wages from harbored bank like a can of dip
While algorithms feeding to further the people's panicking
Meticulous

to the old algorithm
Y’all bitches can’t even start to fathom
My own language
Cause I created it
Only time when i started getting famous
Was the time I started

cause that's like proof, in the booth
When a rapper's actually factual when stating what he do
We don't care about no algorithm 
That's of value to them
I

Every little user action serves to feed the algorithm
Search it
Sync it
Say it
Think it
Scroll it
Swipe it
Share it
Save it
Watch the world become a more

da sand
Behind the scenes algorithms still averting ya plans
Sending you through da loops, super Sonic ya Dreamcast
Like a spell from da wizardry
In

Trapped by my own feed
Consumed by all the algorithm shows
But out of all the names we went with
I wonder why we went with
Cell phone hmmm woah
The problems

found your love was suffocating. An algorithm of translated truths
I fell for your imagined favour, but I lost myself in the search for you
I miss