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it mechanic and  candidate all in 1
And I tell them plus two
Like my deuce is the sum
I shoot with no gun
My brain ammunition and some
Whole family

Oh here we go again, the dboys of your heart
The perfect candidates to tear your city apart
And if you need some water, we are your mirage
Us

that don't make me the most literal candidate to run the new school nation
Then I'm all out of patience

Oh snap, what a throwback
Backpack rapper

hits me 
It's like the game of kings
Take charge of your destiny
Don't just see what life brings
Don't wait for an epiphany
Candidate moves need to be

Still the best candidate, boy just can the s***
Voyage in another land
I don't need the competition you dont even understand
This a deeper plan
I can

your appetite 
Make room for the analyst 
Rap needs a saviour, I'm the perfect candidate 
Who's not afraid of failure, I sound accurate 
Haven't met

I'm here alone as the moon goes thru its phases
And the only folks who call are candidates
I blow the dust off, pick a score, and limber up my wrists,

Give me your cruelty 
This new reality 
No deal
Eliminate the candidate 
He's not real

You spoke out, they shut your mouth
Now I think that there's

fuck c'que t'as lu dans' Presse, boy
André Pratte, c'est un Péquiste
Pis si moi j'suis un hipster, Mitsou c't'une candidate à la mairie (bitch!)

I gotta

vote for the candidate

I redesigned my bedroom in a certain pattern
Together with my bedsheets, linens, pillowcases, and my pajamas
And I even colored

ain't havin' it 
Presidential candidates sure don't seem like an accident 
2017 time to get passionate  
Got us all like were oil and water 
Pot bout

candidate
Gimme somin to laminate 
Hang it on the wall above my studio so anybody talkin shit can have a reason for their indescrapancies
Puttin out the neck

budget funding
That's secretly been agreed to be increased by the
next presidential candidate running
Whose office has to be bought quickly because he's

shake the stress away
I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate, yeah
Who knew, that you'd be up in here lookin' like you do

wealth and reverence
Purity for the restless
I'll get what's mine
When your motherfuckin head gets blown
Imma target, the candidate
Pistol chromed lock

to ceiling 
My friends and family are the reason 
Play with the squad it's treason 
I'm jus starting this the preseason 

Feel like mvp candidate 
No no I

Its evident that i be running shit just like a president
My Pen is Heaven sent it got me fucking up the candidates
And im just bringing heat like i be

holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it,

Overlapping that with all the trapping
Where did all the lyrics go?
What happened to the passionate actions after we hear a flow?
Now we congratulate candidates

Electing their downfall because of their values
Denying their progress in the name of their god
Let there be no more seperation
Your candidates chosen by

candidates for a dust-caked
Display of favoured memories

Twenty pairs unbroken
Open eyed expectant gazes drill through kneecap bones And tendons to twisted

make
Taking soldiers and creating Manchurian Candidates
Paying scientists to torture innocent folks
Experimenting with drugs so different symptoms are

sent. 

One man, one vote, throw it away. 

One land, one hope, throw it away. 

When every candidate looks the same, born of noble blood. 

So don't

has been heaven sent

One man, one vote, throw it away

One land, one hope, throw it away

When every candidate looks the same, born of noble blood

So