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full of drones

Cell phones run the world, people idolizing thrones
Devil worship at an all-time high
Wonder why people act like they don't understand

that ass all in a circle
We throwing racks like its a Superbowl commercial
I'm, gone off the purple watching all these infomercials
When really i'm

all gotta have it
Like David I came from a rough end
You can’t trust yo brother not even ya Cousin
These niggas be lames I call em McLoving I swear

knees
And surrender
I will move like water
Travel far wide distance
They were never honest
I fulfill my mission
Don't forget those lonely nights
Time will

knew were filthy
Dream of owning buildings like Don Peebles
Realize my hours per dollar is not equal
To what I'm deserving
Tired of trading time for

tragic it's all a mirage
Yeah, yeah
Feel like duke when he met his depth (Depp)
Del Toro with that bullshit
Till we up smoke like the kush went
Get

jue walk away like she craig david
When ley popo come we will garrit
When ley dwarn come we will garrit

Ley maneh jes  talking but deep down ley scary

time to take the heads off all of these racist bastards
Step up to the Capitol demand the captain
It's not enough to hear the words All Black Lives

can feel the high
We on your block and we driving by (Skrrr)
No this ain't no movie it's drama time
He was talking that shit now he in the sky
Oh me Oh

flesh it's time to die
David and Goliath knocked the giant off his feet
Put my foot off in his chest and stomped him down six feet
So now I glory in

the Wall
Raised by the Starks, you not cut from this cloth
Like when Briggs bodied Sloth Quarter tough, barnone, bah hum bug
What I'm saying to your top one

Nobody likes the blacks whites and the Mexicans
Nobody is excellent, a man who is clever
He can manage the weather there ain't no candidate better
I never

mind, I got it all and still I hang by a thread
In these streets, they take your life because of something you said
Pour some liquor out, I figured out

Escape Artist

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Clockwork Gray

2007

the hardest situation is getting free
From the terror that keeps confiding in me,
I got to be Better than Houdini and David Blaine
With no magician, No

It Was Written...Again

Shredders

Great Hits

selfie with your kissy face
Icky, I rock a rhyme on time, it's tricky
Get it strictly, busy
Before the city owned by Disney
Miss me like New York is

paper by any means
No time for girls but shoutout to ramen
We run this shit no apologies
I break a stack bring it back
Magic trick copperfield
Davids back

Can I Get Some

King Just

Mystics of the God

1995

got lost and tossed by the source
'cause I pay the cost to be the boss
You get flagged like Betty Ross and the Spangled Banner
Slammin shit more harder

put an end to all of your grievances
Solve world peace, lil nigga
Boy, this shit really slap, on every volume like it was raised by Smack
In

step in
I'm hoping
That they give us the room
Every time
You step in
I'm hoping
That they give us the room


Written by Quro
Produced by EQ
Featuring DJ

for the neck
I'll do you like my nigga Kunem and pause for effect.
Before I start spraying rappers and staining myself
Before I start blaming rappers,

stressed
No time for reflection, I get the message loud and clear
Wishing I was a magician, make it all disappear
Overcoming my fears of being all by myself

on a mood
Baby let's see how you move, you know I'm getting these blues and then I'm hopping in the booth
Fire smoking out the roof, water dripping like it

my neck 
All this stress probably why a nigga never sleeping barley eating
I'm always writting rhyming tho
Hey, I'm like David Bowie mixed wit Big

You're John Doe, it's Turbo Time, I'm Arnold though
Hold up, let me strike a pose
I'm on brand like David Rose, but not pretentious with the flow
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