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work that shit out like a gym
You got niggas controlling your life like a Sim
I got hoes lining up, got hoes like who is him
I got hoes that might pay me

asking
Anywhere against your will is a prison, hard heads, soft minds don’t know how to fucking listen
Can’t hold on, I’m letting go
Not giving up, just

And you've grown up some right
Your ready
But she's outgrown you

You see
You tried to sell her theories of love
With no practical application
But she hired

to the muddy waters
Tell your sons and daughters
Careful at night time, the monster might run up on ya
I be lurkin' under the moonlight
Hear the wolves howlin',

is it enough
When will we rise above
Train yourselves now, begin resisting
Harden your minds, read theory
Create an armory of weapons and skills
So our

his mind works in a special way
Playing folk on a Hohner harmonica, repaired with a Chinese cover plate
Talking conspiracy theory of the queer Fourth

Birthing Strange Fruit from our mouth till DNA updated
Hip hop been whitewashed because it's harder to control the black mind
Roll up this player piano paper

they're givin me the middle finger
I'm kill 'em if they pull up any closer to my bumper
Short-tempered mother- shut your mouth
Drinkin' the coffee, now

together
By your mind I'm just trying to set you free with this letter
I was stuck by the social media stuff was holding me back
Was on my iPhone scrolling

is just so good though. It's okay to want to be clean. It's okay to want to make the ball in the basket. It's okay to meet the approval of your inner

bright, twisted and dazzling flavours
Like a melody in C major
Just like you make me feel
But your fungusive spell in
A minor embellished and distorted each

change and fullness but is hard
That forfeits black hole power but leaves us stars
This is my theory about public space
Take it up
Everyone
All at once
Be

Counting money but counting out by my own
Count my bitch holding the scale I'm trying strengthen up this bloodline
But this is real life I just plotted

from two souls that are totally different than mine. Pondered but didn't squander the mind got stronger with time sponsored by the divine Son  was born

Damaging the trust, told myself to still try
But now we in limbo, like I'm waiting on the jury
It's plaguing my mind, still coming up with theories
If there

pressure applied by the villain'
Some people call him satan,
I really think she a vixen, It's June
They said "June you nice with flows,
Stay on your grind

I don't wanna waste another breath
But it's weighing on my chest
So I'm basically a mess
Reading up on all the stupid theories on the internet
Hoping

as I make use of my own mind

need for coherence
the result of exclusion and denial
strengthen your mind

overcome the weakness
raise selfishness

say money make the world go round
Like a merry go round
The right amount el make yo girl go down
I been workin til the sun up to make a come up and im

ashamed that I bled
Know where it lead when I lay in your bed
Can't sleep I'm awake with my dread
Every dream I'ma drive to the edge
And my mind full

became easy to share a 
Whole bunch of files on your dial up connection 
I used to download those files with no regret then 
My impression
These rappers

And the purpose of life  can be defined by scientific outcomes
So tell me what theory can you cast your care on?
And what quadratic equation can get your son off

learning Theory and Logic
To make a few rhythms and rap all Nostalgic
I'll never be rich, I'll never be famous
But I don't care if some asians never know

die young and rich 
Then end up broke and dead 
I got a certain state of mind 
It’s planted in my head 
If you ain’t started searching for that shit