Lyrics:
Gone, can't feel a thing
Feeling so good
I cannot complain
This the byproduct of my lifestyle
It's the bio to my profile
Oh this is how i keep it
Bombs away, shawty imma land on target
Apparently the neighbor know my impacts catastrophic
I never rap for dollars, shit thats just a byproduct
But she
Can you break me
Oh baby
Can it really be
Maybe
The uncertainty of justified love
Is a byproduct of the lack of such
Momentarily it leaves me feeling
like a byproduct of my ill-content
Never could settle for the title of less than best
I submit every rhyme book as evidence
It's relevant
I stake my
an easy way to summarize that chapter
Is find your purpose, and confidence will become a byproduct
Okay, now let's continue
infantry my soldiers workin' fervently
Don't give a shit if you ain't ever heard of me
Stealth wealth the best the fame just a byproduct
Anytime Augmented
seeping
By-product of colostrum,
New parent's right of passage
A greenish slimy storm
Arrives as little package
Here it comes
The pressure's built
Quick
Generations of
Suppression
Byproduct of
Exploitation
Lacerations
Unbind crooked grasp
From integrated roots
United in the face of
Generational
a fiend
Only juice in his Wrld was that lean
We just another byproduct of Addiction
These self prescriptions got me Switching between my vices, my
felt for you was just a byproduct
You think I never notice all the things you do
But I said my peace and I said that shit for you
Told me I should stick
you down and force you to cooperate
I Will Slice Off Your Face
And consume your remains
Feeding you your byproducts of digestion
Injecting the syringe
And just like that our code is overrun
"Success in creating AI is the biggest event in human history. Unfortunately, it could also be the last"
By-products
can't you see
Our rotting love story
Our rotting love story
Our rotting love story
Our love was the byproduct of hubris
Thought that it was something
of my life look like I party every weekend
And I don't take it lightly, though the byproduct is fun
The pressure that's exerted like I'm livin' under gun
the Lord
We wouldn't have made it at all
My Father in the Lord
The one and only, Papa P
Nothing can stop me
Coz I'm a by-product of Prophecy
society says
Yeah, repeating what society says
So let, let it out of your heart As the dark clouds burn my skin
The voice tears me up inside
am I byproduct
appeased artificially
All alone apparently at least I got bitches wit me
I Wish you could see it the way that I way that I envisioned it
Byproduct
Byproduct
Of a love gone bad
Wanting the one thing I just can't have
Straitjacket and cotton walls
I'm
Chained to the ground
You're on your throne
In my
your legs
I can see your body shake
This is a byproduct of my lifestyle
Don't need no foreplay
Slide your panties to the side
I see the fire burning in
and just breathe
Destiny opens the doors of all community overseas
Crowd funded
Happiness is a byproduct of a life well lived
And in any other industry it is
Being propaganda's byproducts We're being
Youth of tomorrow
Under one nation
Wave a flag
A coward's salute
Byproduct of mass manipulation
As they twist the truth
It's the Roman salute
They
actin' silly
A byproduct of livin' in the city of 18 million
Crazy as fuck, keep it a buck
The politicians, ain't even helpin' us
Corrupt cops,
Emotionless byproducts
Encrypted replications
Archived in an instant
Unfamiliar to
Physical forms
Ancient auras adored
In ecstasy blissfully without truth
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