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Check it out, put me on track twenty five
China White, alright
Ey Venom, you ready homie
Let me hear myself, let me hear myself
Murder by numbers

As babies, we went from semi-lac and Enfamil
To the internet and Fentanyl
Where our consent was still against the will
I got that detox for ya'll

down to
Woah, I’m surprised they still want me on features
Name in the title, that’s a guaranteed ether
King of the jungle, I’m surrounded by cheetahs
I

shoot you
Hurt too long suicdal thoughts wanna end it all
Hold up wait a second homie lemme trouble shoot you
Sometimes in life we face obstacles pain

And though the rap world is ever crowded
If heaven allows it
I'll keep writing for the seven thousand
I know you're out there, I still get the emails

heaven
My debut is every song the yo is my second home
An ain't gone be no flip flopping we not fish in sand
My shortie got clear skin, but always

the meanest nastiest rootenest-tootenest blobfish to ever fly the Seven 

But before that all happened there was a man by the name of Jo Jinnan Jr 
That was

heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand

Voyage commences in T-10 seconds
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Analogical
Introducing your pilot
I'm the bar lord,

Tick-tock the clock it is racing, the seconds are draining
And when they’re all gone will look back and hate it?
What’d you spend it on? Was it worth

One on One

Christi Warner

I Found My Rhythm

2008

?the Days of our lives? 
And how with you my finger never saw ?Egoli?
Fighting for you means no ?Second Chance?
At happiness? Boy I might just end up

And just screaming at me
Telling me to keep up with him
When I was getting shot at by like seven million people
And I was getting third partied in Fornite

daytime
In the back of my mind, it wasn't fine
Petrified by this design, need realign
I put my cards on table and roll sevens every time
Don't you have some

And I think it all comes down to this one question?
And that question is: What is our Purpose?
So I sat back and I tried to think a lot about it
All

don't fuck with rats, we don't talk to feds
We stack up our bread, we after the cheese
The flows be sickly, I swear we diseased
We got some bad bitches

to me and asked if I was okay
I said I would be okay but only when I get paid
That error by the janitor cost Walmart millions
7.4 to be exact, no I am not

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Remember

2008

So before you came in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet

gotta rush them to the ground
If I take a second I can read Matthew seven
Beam in your eye and you think you goin' to heaven
What do you mean
Hypocrites

Fuck my apologies honestly yeah I run the shit
Beatin' beats up I swear to god we're percussionists
Your main bitch got us second line on her bucket

sucked all seven of our Dragonballs
Sleeping On Me no more wake um up release my catalog
I don't have an opp he think he is but he ain't opposition (haha)

to the brothers

Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane. 

By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They

nigga and we just ate.
we 1st in line you sloppy seconds
you can have them crumbs we left on our plate.
Everythang new ain't nothing used got big feet

I'm surrounded by blood spillas 
Motherfuckers about scrilla 
Giving nothing but love nigga 
In this land of troubled souls 
All for one how we roll

when I'm down on the ground think Im undertaker by the way that I sit up
It only take seven seconds to get to you and make sure you get beat up
I just