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kisses burn?
Do they take your breath
You've got a lesson to learn now
I'm the kiss of death

History is written by winner baby
So let's make a little

than
All the hate and all the love I want some respect
'Fore I give you any form of rock
To hang by your neck
You gon' have to worship the slick way
I

being is able to evolve
They can even go to the sky
Or run faster than any sound
Technology in the history
Stop at the moment I could feel
They fear me

cry
Each day I keep wishing
I could follow my dreams
But all of these ideas just always sink
And I feel like failure to all these people
Don't wanna

eyelids
Swollen from rebirthing and birthing ideas
My bloods working at the crib that's a crib walk
I designed the shirt I'm wearing
Mehn it look good don't

sleep
Why can't we pretend that
We're at a wedding
You're with him shaking
Me by her side, healing
You can't contain it, staring
They know our history

worthless,
I see ya ideas and dreams and to me they ain't golden,
At best they might be bronze I get it they were not chosen,
Better contain some iron like you

c storm is coming to bring about the end
Brought to you by my shit-eating grin
Shaking every path coast to coast
Tearing down everything you know

there's a history of bones getting shattered
We're made sick by this disease from which they conceived that our bodies were autumn leaves
suitable for

Tiptoe through the woods to find the darkest path you could
To hide the light from the impossible ideas we wish they would
Free the dreams we've

the same Words as them
Means a little less from me
I lay awake at night and tear apart my history
And write in the fiction that I will never see
Bite

Definitely was inspired by folks
That had ruled the 90's lets give em a toast
And that's to Jarobi, phife dawg the homie
And Q-Tip forreal, but hey here's

Because dawn carves the birth of man and the idea
On the look of the dunes, other than the falling meteors

The madness of revenge is left with

w ideas, they believe.
The past is a mystery, look,
What will it say in the history books
Mike Brown was a zero
Darren Wilson a hero
The people in

to site worth
White speakers, white preachers
Black History from white teachers,
Who taught me that white people oppressed by a Kingdom,
They revolutionized

wasn't the easiest to hide
So they all had an idea when we all would to meet together
People that I love they would use to me too
So friends with benefits

he be geeked
Ya boy said ya bitch be the one then you know
His ass done beat
Girl I can tell by ya lil tongue ring
I alrey' know you a freak
Bitch he

and it's evident
Your thieved idea? Less psychology, more so morphogenesis
I'm not convinced by your lies, since you conspire with pseudo-science
So don't

don't let me rest, I'm not a baby
And I don't want you thinking niggas be lazy
Sex for pleasure the idea is crazy
I just wanna produce slaves cause niggas

history then get it smeared off uh
Be humble through your circumstances and your trials too
Tried to knock me off my pivot know they tried to
Know I said

when you lost it
They wanna control me for they gain and some profit
But you a prophet, don’t get blinding by the product
The soul never in chained

They say life is short
If you allow it to be
I’m not, my voice will live on the mic
Always something to say
Document and record
Want my ideas recited

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

nightfall and sunrise
Requiring neither
Apology nor reason
They were simply
Proof of a primal idea
Even if joy was absent
In those jagged mornings
With dust