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to wipe the sweat off
Clean the brow
Aye

One two three four
Five six seven
Hook and then the chorus
Ain't nothing I hold in question
Peter Pan with it

will be gone
2-1 feel like Obi-Wan
And this Tatooine, got too many sons
I got quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, ones
Changing flows, I got millions

be another nigga posted on the block dawg
Or I'd prolly be another nigga running from the cops
Thank god I had you niggas by my side
Because I would've

I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

cream
How the fuck I get so fresh so clean
But he only like, fourteen
I don't know, I'm just the indigo
With the killer flow
You know how it go, switch up

When you're weary, feelin small
And tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I am by your side
When times get tough
And friends just can't be found

bitch you's a joke
I ain't signing for no chain
I need a mill you bitches poe
I'm the hardest in 2-6 bitch
I ain't cappin this fasho
You got ghostwriters

push and coast while I roll pass by
Fictitious, pathetic raps from idiots
In a city where street cred seems tedious
Monotonously dull underhandedly

'm not a fan
Claim to empower women by blaming all your problems on a man
Tar all of us with the same brush just because you can 
What happened to I am

The Obsidian Crown Unbound

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

Episode: IX 

From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King 
Episodes II & III:

murder
Smoked out
Sloppy and grilling a veggie burger
You drilling the head berserker?
Man, I'm 10"2'
I got a pack of Marijuana flavored
Big League Chew

Put that ice on my wrist and she rock with the cream
She addicted to it, so I call her a fiend
I was made in the lab, I got Rick in my jeans
Make all

the shop up
Okay, play me, it'll be your day
Me, pussy, me, no way
And every day I'm focused on that money
Boy, I'm getting paid

Am I really wrong if I

This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it
I told him twelve a.m. meet me there
In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,

as an elephant

Tell me that I’m the one wasting my time
Yeah, I’m the one that’s wasting my time (huh)
My work in these last two years
Is nothing compared

and shoulda and woulda did
I'm risking it all 'cause I know I'll regret it later on if I never took a risk (Whoo)
Unorthodox, not by the book with it (Nah)
I

industry box and I turn it into a cage

I do not raise the bar because I am it
All my shits experimental but does not sounds like shit
You're not a God

I been playin' Two K, up on a Tuesday
Pull up with the AK
Load up in the clip, make it spray spray
Little cream, make it whip, then I nae-nae
Ion

to this, and the best for me
Second grade, back in 98
5am I wake up, that's the routine everyday
Mom had two jobs, so she can't afford to be late
That was

Rolling round like fuck it.

Two in a bucket.

Word round you on that shit and yo sister sucking.

As I rise to the top, know they ain't 'bout

tryna
Get you up to my God
Till your vision's all blood red
Like you Cyclops
But the only way to do that is if your life's lost

By his stripes I

Mike
Ain't a crime I needed mine
Won't sell my soul for a dime
I got mind I got body
Now all I need is time
She a baddie stick right by me
And she don't

my cream
While they deep sleep this nightmare will pop up in they dreams
Just like the sun in the AM I rise
See me coming up it’s going down soon as my

registration
But here I am two degrees later
Given the third degree
By my own fucking people
I'm packing my bags
Getting in to my space ship
I'm on a level