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the game as king 
With the world up in my palms 
And you gone see me truthfully no more struggling to survive 
I'm just gone show you how it be 
I'm gone

operative 
Then you cannot forgive, you cannot forgive, you cannot forgive, you cannot forgive 

I am just a bystander in this new global nation 
But like

no hoe 
Bitch yeah 
I’m getting my bread 
I don’t care bout no bitch 
Fuck the feds, I’m just getting head 
By a bitch named 
Lucy 
I’m on my boosie

The world is a daisy
Though it gets crazy
Been spellbound by all these beautiful things lately
Christmas lights and fireworks
Pumpkin pies

Well I am not an open book so I can't convince you (Uh)
That everything will be all better if you burn some bridges (Yeah, I don't know)
I still got some

album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are

of the world on my shoulders
I'm losing the plot on a daily
Fading away with a hole in the pocket man I'm broke son
But let's toke one
Bit of weed here and there

of the fall
Made it to 21, happy I’m alive at all
Debuted my first album, best ten of my songs
Then that year, came COVID, kept us in our homes and
The evil

I'm running up a check like it's exercise

Double down on some Hennessy
Bottom of the bottle is where i wanna be
And truthfully
The way i see the world

I raise my consciousness by smoking cigarettes
And chewing Sour Patch Kids
I like to meditate on things I hate
My third chakra's amiss

But I got

lying
But who am I to say that
Cus they probably not
That’s why I don’t worry bout what others may got
Just give it time
Even a maggot can fly
To you it’s

colors, vitiligo, running out of fuel
Keep me gunning extra mile, need sum better tools
Sorry not sorry, no response dont mean that I am rude
Ambiverted,

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

The moon is buried behind the storm clouds
It's just the cherry on top that I'm so worn out
Yearning for the chaotic, am I gonna be a problem?
I

Blanket statement to all those who ever tried to exploit me
I am not a by product of my environment
The sweat of my brow is my own, a badge of my

2 AM the beats played about a thousand times
My minds stuck on just doubting lines
To my surprise, I've just been compromised
The artist now lies

my favorite albums used to have one)
Ay
Ay (Yuh)
You probably be thinkin' (Yuh)
I'm like all these fuck boys (No)
Hookups and parties (Yuh)
I don't

to seek a better way, they all die, are swallowed up and never leave
I am a testament to the curse that soaks in the ground
My body pollutes the soil,

How do you do?
Oh, uh, (hehe) allow me to introduce myself
My name is Coyote, Wile E. Coyote
I am a genius by trade
I can't wait 'til I cross through

12:45am, the time of the incident
1:15am, you were pronounced dead
It was a B.I.G. drama, your loose and easy flow is easily known
People be showing me your

I don't regret anything I did because I never changed a thing. The world has thrown curve balls that have made me question just what I am. To stand by

that I will reach you somehow. I am fighting for this narrative
Through the din, societal evolution. The functions of a living being
They'll build their

from
Wash away my non dual stench to be what I am no but I will become
Document conceptualize latticework Collapse into the rapture first
Rinse

Spongebob and Patrick vs gumball and Darwin!

I'm ready! To flip this
Battle like a Krabby Patty
Was this fart of a cartoon created
By his flabby