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Super Powers

Ookla the Mok

Super Secret

make up code names
And when you get home at the end of your day
I'll pack your parachute and put away
Your utility belt and gas grenades
You were never

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me where we supposed to go

I'm always single, love to mingle
Why you by yourself
Takes two to tango
Some guys are insane though
Have you in a strangle
Don't listen to the niggas

Smoke this weed man I feign this shit
So much smoke I can't see this shit
When I'm high I get to peeping shit
Pay attention to the creeping shit
Got it

Nigga don't talk when I'm talking
Not tryna marry I'm too busy poppin
This gun giving heat like uh' motherfuckin rocket
Live by the corner, these

the bad types
Smoking that ooze, when the shit ripe
Niggas tryina' act like, heros with the fake hype
I'm really on the move tryina' earn stripes
She

this Colombian, bad as hell, I ain't put no condom on
I'm a gangster, when I'm with my slimes, I'm gettin' my slime on
Get your shine on, never mind,

gone 
When I hear my songs 
They sound like 
Tales of old
Sometimes when I'm
Alone in my home
I let my thoughts roam 
Visuals of bones 
And visualizing

This whole past year's been real weird
Things appeared to shift gear when January premiered
Sincere promises made here with clear beers
I persevered

When shit get real
Sometimes you got to live
Send a prayer up to God hope you hear
It ain't no neutral, fuck the ops, that's how I feel
cnd I ain't got

that’s your rectum sitting right by your scrotum
I told ‘em get the fuck outta my way I’m living for tomorrow not today
Cause when you think about today

'm going to say it again we are fighting for our lives 
And believe me when I say that we are on the rise 
Our message will continue to grow stronger as we

To pitch black nothingness
Punch my lips with your lips so
I'll taste you when I get home
Can't drink my tears down no more
Begging has made my throat sore

whole life where every day was a battle
Every day I felt caged, chased by my shadow
You only become strong when you learn that you're fragile
They tell

to steal me but I still get the bucket
Approaching you but you not like that in public
Talk bad about me it's okay bro I love it
But I do not play bout my

in a 4 door if my brothers can't slide 
What I look like on a plane if my brothers can't fly 
When my brothers get out I'm right there by they side

bags quick, and now a happy home
Then turned to my bachelor pad
Bitch, I got my mind on better things than a bride and wedding rings
And I prayed to see

sleep, on my knees is when I start to pray
Praying that I'll be okay, home is where I lay
Popi searching for his crib, a place for him to stay
Put my

hyper, hyper, hyper

Got home at 4:23
Lights on, you stayed up, just waiting for me
Thank God, you're still here, baby
Oh, I know I get in your hair

now
Fuck a monument when a life don't count
Matador, I'm seeing red
Babylon so close to death
Calling on the Aztecs and ancients
To give us strength
My

our whole fucking politics is rigged
I turn Zorro with a mic slicing esses on your shit
So count up all your blessings as I bless this
Get ready for

do
You know I sometimes wonder why some give up

Is it really that bad when you had enough of living this life
All the pain inside, when you're hurt by

They paid me for a pretty penny, T-Y for the dolla sign
Never missеd on a verse, but evеrybody has their time
I left my watch at home, so I guess it

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Boy you know I’m gon be ya wife
Come home late sex me all through the night
You can get it anyway that you like
Keep holding me, love when you grip