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convinced
The longer that I live
Yeah, this can't be (no, this can't be), no, this can't be (no, this can't be)
No, this can't be all there is
Lord, I raise

bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend
I go to war bout my brothers
We kin but we got different mothers
We'll make ya ass dance like you usher
Never could

it while we here
Talk in code on the phones
So that white we call veneers
When you live this life you feel the end is often near
Treat everyday like

curse
To eternal darkness
Judgment in pain
Captured by demons
Evil tamper our mind
Fate determines the path
There is nowhere to hide

In the gift
Beyond

to call her
Man they call it showing off, me I'm just flexing
By the time you get this message you'll probably think I was drunk texting

Man these niggas

We are living in a simulation
Our lives are just video games
Being controlled by someone way higher up than us
Perhaps it's the aliens
Perhaps it's

much basic fucks no variety
One way to live infinite
Be original
See a motherfucker get shot out my peripherals
The chalk outline is the residual
See

the art of the illusion
Obstruct the truth from population

Manufactured lives
Critical demise
A life automatized
There is no end to the demigod shrine

the spot where you had to grow up with no heart, you know what I mean
You had to take your heart out your chest
I live by street rules, for real
I done took

on red-eye
Nine flights of white wine
Like a guy's got nine lives
Not a feline but a wolfman
Howling at the moon
In a tour van
Another bloodbath of scumbags

like 7'5
Feel like I got 7 lives
They set me up like 7 times
Thought they caught a niggas Sleep
Don't read me off no lullaby
Demon bitches in my dreams

Claim to really be like that 
but I was born ready for war 
Tony montana style 
the world is mine 
N you can't take me from it 
know they probably

ol’ stereotype
Change overnight
Not by a long sight 
C me as the ray of light
Yeah I’m quoting civil rights
Evil societies killing their consciences
So

red
I told yo family that we had to decorate it, that is cap, gotta band on his head
I had to claim it but you know i don't really need the money, I'm

cries to them
Asking them for reasons
And asking them again

The holy Romans want a war
Is this the life worth fighting for
Your pawns have been replaced

and rain
My impulse is to call 'em cowards
Eleanor Rigby must've died in vain
And Jolene must've lost her man
Cause long telephone calls
Don't work on our

We are living in a simulation
Our lives are just video games
Being controlled by someone way higher up than us
Perhaps it's the aliens
Perhaps it's

my own giving hands

Did you notice how the ones in power
Change the rules we live by hour to hour
And the freedoms we believed in Disappearing because

motherfuckers in the pool
Thinking you're something you're not
Really having Dreams tying you up, strong hold strangle like it a lot
It's chess homie it's a war

to clip me like some dreads, ski mask on his head
Niggas don't want no smoke 'cause when it come war time, these niggas scared
I'm the type of nigga put

Still i’m hoping none of my homies is dead for me

Touch mine we go to war my gun roar
Swing another bottle you pussy you done for
50 shades of red when

all 4k, in and out with that zoom 
Dope bars tattoos on a stars

intrenched in that ocean, deep in that ocean
a fleet in that ocean, looking for war

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The raven predicted misfortunes for me
Circling high above us
The song that was sung in chorus disappeared
The sunset is glow as in fire
And the dust