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to chop it up with T’Challa
My glasses designer
Took classes to master my prana word to MJB No more drama
I’m assertive
You wordless
My inner fire burn like

pocket
And a card is what I found...
A number and a name, with the words saying-
"Call Him."
Wait
Is this supposed to be my calling card!?
So what I'm

disguise
Soaring thru the skies

Service to the source, circuits in a course Energy generated with the force
Fusing together to enforce the truth, unity

Of a Spaniard Rationally
Dellschau down in Northern Cal
Carbon based
Axiomatic aerospace
Broken like his Northern Lights out
Mouthful of his shattered words
Lost

The block got my nerves bad
Back home we say ya heard me
Even though we know ya heard that

It's a errnge, not a orange
My lil cousin words be slurred
Whip

it’s like you watching porn
I cannot conform and I cannot give up
My circuits wired to not give a fuck
So go and test your luck
You can pull right up

like a current
But you can't maneuver light without the circuit
I'm tryna abide in Him
If He the branch I'm the vine with Him
It was a point in time I

across his final manifesto
He placed three dots, pacing beneath the smoking circuit
Each time he tried to link 'em in a line, he's drawn a circle
As above,

of the verse, controlling the surge
Adverse with the words reverse surf pull your curses in currents
Spinning like turrets turning flat lines into curves
Fixing

don't know how to act now
I'm bout to black out overloadin my circuits
I'm finna self destruct, aw fuck it it's worth it
Fuck you I deserve it
Damn right

past every girl I had was picking a fight
And it made me nervous, my circuits are shot and I don't care
I'm tryna find the words that'll surface and find

Yo, honestly though
Fuck all that shit
Yeah, we gon' do this in one take
Fuck everybody
Using what I got
I got to body everybody
Words are free
Fuck

and you on it 
Like really word? I ain't even feel like an artist
I'd dropped a couple of singles, the rap had hardly been starting 
But if they really want

a circuit
Ending up in the same place
And barely scratched the surface
Bottle after bottle
Thought my heart had won the lotto
It is infact growin hollow
Thats

to a label
And came out with an album
And did a little touring
On the goth club circuit
But I don't want to tour
I want to stay close to home
Close to my

out all of the hate out your words
Everyone goin’ in circles
Nascar
God pulled me out of the circuit
I had to carry on
Jesus take the wheel
Sound like

to an endless journey
After searching for a word that will permeate the circuit
Sort of perfect for these dirges while I had
Fertilized the earth with chemicals

I know you’ll confuse these words
I know you’re not really concerned
It’s absurd that I’m not heard
You think you know me, What’s my worth?
I hate

Plugged In To The Circuit, 
Ring Leader Of This Circus,
Spin Blocks Make Circles,
All The Bros Broke Laws,
Never The Word
Or Bond,
Only My Word And Balls,

a generation rise to devise unlimited highs fire in the eyes
That it’s back to the beginning where it started with the word let us never cut ties
Some call it

attentiveness
Use this as my evidence, mark me down I mention this
Ride my dick like surfboard; entering the unexplored
Text me back like word word; Treat me like

they use no words

O gladsome light, O grace, O grace
Shine your joyful beams on my face
Wrap me now in your warm embrace
O gladsome light, O grace

crossed inside my head
Were a circuit that she couldn't mend
So she packed up and headed home
It's ringing in my ears as her words hang in space
You're

buzdil, lagtay buzzkill, shaat hai circuit uhh
Push karun naya talent, aint no stopping me,
Kush marun aya blatant, aint no copying T.
Kudh karun laya