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We heard the rumble of a faint explosion,
Sending waves that tremble underground.

It was the sound of a new decision.
We are debris of a system

clowns, by leaps and bounds
It's my turn, I'm like Mr. Burns, release the hounds
Excellent, enter ill slang inventor
My clothes, color coordinated like

writtens, bill tenants, yeah I own this shit bitch
You ain't really with it and I noticed it
On some homeless shit got a bone to pick
But I'm never trippin'

are my groupies by the way ?
I'm such a player but I play a role
Become a rapper it's like a role model
Make a banger that's my own goal
the only

written on a cheat sheet

I'm on point like the pyramids
Built by the olmec
Niggas tried to block me 
When I drop you gotta hold that
Wazeer not industry

boy tongue out for tryna say sum funny
Rather be by myself cuz all y'all got hidden motives
Freestylin all the time but they still actin like I wrote it

Back Down to Zero

Hear'Say

Everybody

2001

Written by L. Winstanley / S. Robson

Sat on a rainy day
Recalling a conversation
Didn't I hear you say
Nothing could keep us apart?
Nothing could

yeah yeah

Where my dogs at? Tell me where my dogs at
Jimmy all caps, but it ain't all cap
Still Prism Tribe written on my ball cap
That's for the day

point the way

 

and through the sooty haze left by our funeral pyres burning

we watch them lay the footpaths of their thundering iron horse

it's

shit cold turkey
And there’s no need
Cuz molting is blurry as snow flurries
Alone as it gathers on the ground that I trod through
So glad that I found

(Woo, woo!) with cameras in black (Yeah!)
Shoot, shoot, shoot, blinded by that flash
Ooo, ooo, ooo, finally getting cash (I finally got it, though!)

students saved my life
By the time you’re hearing this your favourite Scribe will have a wife
Pain is dark as winter nights I’m tryna live to see the light

in sauce my intention 
Got your main up in my mentions, She playing mind game John Lennon
Supreme the shoulder strap, I got the dime then I sold it

it in wealth
Off the block and I'm still moving stealth
I could hang by a feather ain't asking for help
At the table ain't up onna shelf
Shit not

Smoke
Doesn't make sense
Doesn't make sense
Hold it in like a chained fence
Shit too cold, too dense
You stand by my side like Mike Pence
This is how we

when it gets a little shaky)
Listen, I pass by the pumps daily guess that make me a rider
Gas prices is creeping, crawling up like a spider
Ugh, but do I

dim
How of course God is always in control
And everything that happens on the earth
Oncourse or caused or willed by Him
Forgetting devil 'bout the ethic

Let's get it cracking
I crack my knuckles and get to snapping
I know they lacking
I feel it happen, I let it happen
Old fashion, my whole style is so

feet, come on, Jesus, I be slippin
Took time to put in my heart what is written
Said some livin' life I see and be
But it can't be the people that ain't

It's assisted suicide cause when I'm on the mic it's covid
Have em coughing in a coffin cause their career is over

Katana swords, rugged clothes, head

we fussed, 
Enough was enough, 
You had to be cuffed, 
Hello mam my name is officer lust, 
I’m not on duty but umhh… 
I saw your booty, 
It was

sets the tone,
I keep it raw just like my steak,
My respect is what’s at stake,
Ain’t got no ego to inflate,
Take my music and appreciate,
What I do just

4 DcT BcG 
crtist: D dON Ki
Written by: William Sanvee & Nikeh King

Intro
[4 dat bag she gon wine tho ] (2x)

[4 dat bag she gon wine tho ] (2x)

on
And now I'm taking off to higher heights i've never seen before, like woah
Cause I can't do this anymore
My destiny is telling me I think it's bout that