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when judgement drops, and all this stops
So you can know that you gon' meet Christ Jesus (You need more kicks than Nikes and Adidas)
I don't believe

these neighboring galaxies,
Truly frightening when I actually try to imagine it,
There's much more than the illusion of what we call reality.
But look

singing more than i like spitting
Cus i can really bbtttt bbtttt,
Feel me?
Kill these niggas

So bob yo head if you feelin' the fye
Know that a nigga don't

have you done for
Your mother? That's right, nada
Base thicker than dumb and dumber
Sixteen lines were popping
I need another number
"I'm an original, I

Balacananas, I'll takе a pair
Walk em in, pew pew, lеave em layin there
(Layin there)

I'm cleaner than a bitch
But I'm ridin' dirty (Yoom)
Ain't got time for no

suck on his dick then I suck it some more
How do you count it three underscores (three)
Catch me on twitch while I'm fuckin' your bitch
And I suck on his

pierced my skin

pinning the butterflies to my stomach

which would flutter everytime i heard the (beatboxing)

more than the (beatboxing) 

I WAS NO DEVIL

pierced my skin

pinning the butterflies to my stomach

which would flutter everytime i heard the (beatboxing)

more than the (beatboxing) 

I WAS NO DEVIL

broken hearts, 
no warranty, 
We are more than what you see, 
Clouded by what the homies thinks, 
Here's the recipe, 
You see, 
c dumb nigga, 
thinks

More tools and stones than Zepplin
Came back to Chicago
Sweet home needed some defended
But they say there's bad behavior
Had me gruff by stranger danger

the wheel, that’s not to mention the will
They been to scared to steer and still
I got more drive than they ever will
I’m up next and I’m hunting for kills

me though
I live by actual street code
I turn quarters to half a kilos
To have my links froze
Yeah, probably got a bitch on
Every block in your hood
So

words are written in
not even mentioning, that i will never settle when
performing, I'm warning that I'm transforming
to something more than when I

Say “I was under duress because these people pick on me”
We can’t win in a system that’s designed for us to lose
And we’re more than just a headline

playin' that stupid punk-ska crap
But there's nothin' more that I want
Than to play the music and please Mont
You're reading these lyrics in Times New Roman

Lemme tell you why I'm thankful
I got people that's gone love me
By my side and above me
I got food on the table
My life like a feature film I don't

The snakes in the grass mane
Don't worry bout the foes
I got more names than they know about
Never fazed by the fame baby
Or the clout
Never seen you round

that they fuck with me

By the end of the record I will have ended you motherfuckers
I'm back

One time for your mind

I'm certain there's more hearses
In most verses
Merciless, and it's hurting the whole earth
But it works according to how

Yeah

I miss the days when no one even knew my name
Now everywhere I go I wear a hat to hide my face
I got weapons hidden inside every room in my

singing more than i like spitting
Cus i can really bbtttt bbtttt,
Feel me?
Kill these niggas

So bob yo head if you feeling the fye
Know that a nigga don't

wrong
Making the most out of what you got
Is apart of the plot
On how you became the greatest to live in this world
Been keeping together I'm holding it

always keep ya mind on Christ to keep you far from the lure
More than eye candy donn't limit ya self to all such
For everyone that overcometh  trust

'm coming closer 
No need to call up the patrollers 
They can't control us 
I thought you noticed 
More hungry than I ever been before 
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