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vision
Its really no need for opinions
Pick of the litter I'm sick of pretending
These niggas break and I'aint started bending
In general I need command no

deserve it (Stupid)
I'm a rich nigga I'm flexing on purpose (Flex)
Double R got swing back that curtain
Bitch I'm rich and I'm blessed that for certain
She

me, you gotta ask me
Mostly was the quiet type, sometimes I was sassy
Most of my life, felt like water, I was passing
Jobs to me in general, was a bit

I thought I was a hard man, sir
You are merely a general
I
must be a king

Heaven sent off to hell
Essence dent soft as hell
I think you're doing

heard me
Surely, burning, cracked blunt surgeon
Cashed wood general reporting for service
Everyday learning
Still never perfect
Razor on me, no weapons

on my purpose
Im living like a general, my stacks they tall like Shaq
Bitch me you dubbed me once so what makes you think that you coming back
These

pleasing , daily punching demons
Dont want to do
As I question my purpose through perspectives of religion got me thinking , am I praying enough?
Am I ,

really know the old me
When my back against the wall
(Facts)
You know I stand tall
MustChaseMoney shit general ranking above all
(Yeah)
Runtz all in my

experience
Especially among Calvinists
Because it flows from functionally
Placing sanctification above justification
This stems from the fact that, in general

general no orders
Encode the payloads, I see no borders
Persistent threats, scanned like brother
If it runs it runs
I don't mess with lawyers

C2 intact,

case of the whatchamacallit's
I caught it crawling through the vents
Bread and circuses
For all purposes and all intents
But hear me out

ima shooter
If you shooting down love
Ima shoot ya
Real generals I salute ya
Real empresses I salute ya

I understand you probably grew up with no love

sins
In a pit I found purpose, my Dante's Inferno
Write along this lonely road, compose a sick journal
Hugging curves like TNA
Spilling my sperm slow

you regurgitate
Being sheep ain't the way, Urge em to swerve away
Mirroring rappers assure me that you're the same
Serve with the purpose to curse em

in a General Patton flick
Catch the flip, uneven bars spot them on mats and shit
Cheating for the fame by your name leaving an asterisk
Conflict, back

ain't got food so I scrap my plate
Lead my flock general sensei
Presidents for music such a value trade
Surly if God call me 2 day
Pray he'll open up

The moral of a true war story, like the thread that makes a cloth,
Cannot be separated from the story itself
A true war story cannot be made general

love on your text to speech

Oh, my bad I didn't read your terms of service
But being yours is my only purpose
Not being creepy I'm a nice guy really
So

that they seek - as we do - nothing but the chance to live out their lives in purpose and happiness, winning what satisfaction and fulfillment they can.

soul-searching
We healing and we waking up
Let's reconnect to our purpose. And we gotta stop feeling worthless
And remember why we do this. For the people out here

still, the war is spiritual
Think about it
Front-facing camera always staring you in your eye
Purpose of the simulation is to occupy the mind
Infiltrate

housing market falling
They used to sacrifice virgins
Now they're sacrificing your purpose
Don't let corporate mergers make you a martyr
Fuck metaverse,

the general forest...aroma
Well, I should say it's always been about as bad as now
More or less
Give or take
In the vicinity
On the average
Just to be clear,

state of an older tyrant
Thats been plotting on a coup while
Other slept him and ghost arriving
Am like a general thats prone to violence
Yesterday they