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Bottle of Humans

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if they don't things won't get any better
Listenin' to God burn objects of animal animating 
in a still life picture of the La Brea tar pit
Walking

Well over peoples by now 
I still got it 
Choices that I regret 
I don’t doubt it
Took patience to get where I’m at 
That’s the grind 
You can get

that all of my presents gift wrapped by the tenth of December. Nygga

Push it all that I know. Limits made when I'm done. You ain't hang where I hung. It

started rapping then I'd been
A little lost in the game before I took a vacay
To be like Rakim I gotta be the god emcee
I'm tryna keep it alive
I've got

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You can hum
In Mark chapter ten
The Bible says from verse forty-six to fifty-two
There was this man who was born blind
The Bible says

You think you got it
But I'm seein that you new to this
An yall be blinded by the game
While I'm chewin bitch 
Don't be surprised what's in my veins

afraid that if I do I'll be hella hated and less celebrated
I'm afraid y'all don't wanna hear what I gotta say, judging by the modern day
So to God I pray

this world got me winded
Slowly drifting, sands of time gripping, by hourglass slipping
Hands on the clock steady turning, tick tock, I feel the curtains

can't do this by myself I need your help
I'm like a wounded healer touching people hoping that I'm felt
Cause when I look back over my life, God forbid
I

garage in Westwood Village, Los Angeles, California. He must be dead by now, dead somehow, bled somehow. The joy in his eyes when I said wow after he had

away 
I have something to prove 
There's ten of them 
Ten marks 
The plan must proceed 
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E 
Lost in transLation 
by

all of us are sisters and brothers
Is a distant dream when we group by colours
Some nations are more equal than others
Which is why so many are left

homie the clown in the project’s mountain don’t drink from the water fountains don’t talk to strangers it gets dangerous it gets retartrd innocent 
by

of things but that might've changed me
But I've been livin' with no regrets
Not livin' to hold a check
Mark my progress in life
By achieving every goal I set

down the wrong road, now I'm in this song hoe
Not a drug trapper like the fur trade with fentanyl
But I have seen some shit with needle marks and coke

a list of male actors who I thought were the hottest
It would be Mark Wahlberg, Chris Pratt, Nick Jonas, and Tom Holland
My mom says that when you call

When I started making joke
Records back in '06
I never thought I'd ever be
One of the last lyricists
Categorized with the guys of a
Genre I don't get

the scene
Okay
Need some TLC she wanna creep
Okay
Scary movie about to make her scream
What's up what's up okay okay
Everybody show love when I ride by

say he gangsta but he not one
If he play wit my people it's red rum
When I get the pack's I say god send
Drippin' holy water like a faucet
Been a real

Huh, they gotta feel us on
This one right here mayn h Town to D Town
Bout to mash on these mark ass niggas
Feel what I'm saying
Gotta respect what's

I'll murder the beat but it's murdering me
Setting the oven 350 degrees
Eating the dough right out of the freeze
Hand in the cookie jar caught by

gladiator
Wether it's luck or by design I'm chasing after paper
Target practice leave our mark boy we so mob
Rey and Ricky Ross the biggest boss we go hard

you a gem
I'm just trying to leave a mark
Or at least start a spark
But even your shadow leaves you
When you stuck in the dark
Speaking of shadows these

Cause you got fat while we all starved in the streets
In the borough thats last, but not least
Food for the gods when i start to feast
Pray in the dark,