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of euthenic theories have been retitled
To be digested by the masses, I smash kids with verbals
Gortex through your chest causing incidental murders
Of weak

blurry
Focus on the message spoken clearly
Through the eons overlapping
Demonstrating understandings
Made by circumstantial formulaic
Theories thought

your mind, then corrode it
All the while devoid of devotion
Why I'm paranoid of my emotions?
Drive by, pick me up, I don't want another cup
Sick

and until infinity
When was the beginning of time
Now what came before that? Now I got you spinning your mind
I wanna take you to the edge of the universe

[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up

you
I'll never forget your sweet and wonderful words

Keep pushing on this will all pass by
Soon enough I'll be a memory in your mind
Keep going on,

Joined by skrilla and black
After they heard me
Wrecking a couple of beats
Using Cool Edit PRO 2.0
With a USB mic
At the time it sounded perfect
And I know

you on a deeper level
Cherish it
Cause by the time you get this Album, I don't know what the future has in stored for me
But I pray I'm still around

swear on intuition
Always trust your gut or end up crushed by your decisions
The incision helps to open up, chose a prose scalpel 
Slicing through

mind
Fade your pride away and say goodnight
To the people dragging you down
Even if they don’t do it on purpose
Your work is, in a drought, if you hang

can't choose i can't pick i feel like
The world makes them two different people
But in my mind they're the same person

That's what I keep saying i grew

chargin' me alkaline
Fuck up your mouth design
Predator vision, a falcon flyin'
I'm comin' out to climb
Hakeem, Diesel, and Yao combined
All of my

on me
Ain't no remorse coming
The reckoning is still bluffing
Yea
Cuz everybody think they tuff
Your words are like a lethal weapon
You can't back it up

Left, right, left
Step-by-step
I lay my heart out, mind in
Kept my breath
Left, right, left
Step-by-step
They take one soul, two souls
I lend mine

your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make 'em gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no happily ever

it makes of you
It's the season where God can ultimately shape you, transform you to something new
Transformation in your mind
Everything makes sense

a needy man
What's in my mind 
No type of theory can 
Break down what mi gather 
When you feel mi hand 
Now you're so far away
It's left me deeply sad

Take the mushroom cap and throw it back like the hat on a trucker
The sour patch back in action
Out to make your mother pucker
Your favorite two

on the bench and wants to strike it down later
A bench make decisions when we are the starting players
It's like the system coked up, Canada mayors
Rob Ford all

and yell from your core
Give it to me more
Crazy for the wordplay that’ll make me spit on the floor
Now put your hands up and yell from your core
Ezra here

make your mind up
Got bad habits revolving
Then your life getting sinister
We on different spectrums
I'm always nonchalant
Don't have to sign shit for

dropped a banger album in December just look at the tracklist
I dipped for a while this is just a make-up for all the time that I missed

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

friends lowerin' your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make 'em gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no