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Must we not forget 

Dawn is yearning 

Simple mind is forming 


Everything we tried before just falls upon dead ears 

A shadow box of symmetry

cerebral 
Real pain kept quiet in our temple
One time, the Earth was in the center
In time, our thoughts wont be so private
Thought police taking us roughly

a circle Rent-a-center
Nightmare to your ten percent
Adrenaline adrenaline
Holy Ghost who need the smoke
We keep a stogy fuck the shit
Dot'cha dome Moroccan

a circle Rent-a-center
Nightmare to your ten percent
Adrenaline adrenaline
Holy Ghost who need the smoke
We keep a stogy fuck the shit
Dot'cha dome Moroccan

Here you go telling the same ole lies
Ain't no point because you're dead to me
Bye bye bye
You can keep your apologies we both know I
Deserve

we're back from the dead
Go
Now we burn the system, the system
Everything, everything is on fire
Check it, check it out check it out
Cool
cll you got

won't admit it
Ya blind... Open ya eyes

Never on the edge or been borderline
I'm the greatest rapper dead or alive
I live the shit that y'all fantasize

the kill
Line the suckas up on the center of the dash
Ain't no way they gettin' away 'cause
I'm mashin' on the gas

We on some killin' shit
We into killin'

mix thoughts just like a blender

Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center
Like Rockefeller you hit rock bottom when you enter

O.G.C.

shots
You know I put the pole on it
A hour later nigga, bodies got swole on me
Phone ringing, duckin' calls
Niggas chattin' on me
'Nother dead nigga name

e big Ingram
Crocodilе teeth longer than Wrigley's pack
Glock nineteen chip up likе Digicel stock
Put shot in headtop, seven point six center
(Brrrp)

like when Drake
Is tryin' sound jamaican
I realize they will never give
Me credit till I'm dead
And when they do it cause they
Owe it they indebted to me

switch up in end
Talk about that beef, the next day you friends
Diss me, I'ma let it be for like one week
Then I guarantee your whole career's dead
Oh my,

Blowin, see me what, blowin out gas
Blowin, blowin, see me blowin
Blowin, see me what, blowin out gas

Eyes bloodshot red might as well drop dead
Dealing

Deserves the fate
Of spending all eternity with
Me
I never said I was easy to come by
I never said that I was fun to know
But when the dead make the journey

It's a bit tough to stomach, take some Ensure
This right here is the center of my genius
But don't let that give you a false premise
It's complicated

rapped, she got wetter
Told her one time is fine with me cause I'm focused on cheddar
Man, I'm so done with working with these 9 to 5s and call centers

today
I'm using your dead corpse as a don't fuck with me display

The people wanted more so imma give it to em
You thought they were your friends but I

destiny…

Where there’s no attempt at preservation
there is to be pronounced annihilation.
When soil fills the gaping mouths of the dead
and broken bodies

could feel safer in my skin 

Chiseling my name into the clouds 
To alleviate the burden of the dead 
That wander without direction 
Depart from

Gather around 
Front and center
I am not afraid to say, yeah
I'm a mother fucking sinner

You'll find more hope in a graveyard
Than in your heart
If

you when I'm in this state
The huge paranoia settles in my head
Many times before, it left people dead
I've got a devotion until it breaks
Come back

Skin is turning red 

Back to the poolbar, a lot of drinks 

Make us sleep like dead 



Poolbar free drinks kick 

Sun just makes me sick 

Morning fart

and the lame.

The cross the center point on which our faith must rest.

Christ crucified and risen, the firstfruits from the dead.

You can't ignore the lumber