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the bottle.
Yeah I'd rather be enclosed in a box of killer bees,
Yeah I'd rather be attacked by giant chimpazees,
Yeah I'd rather wear a suit designed by Jenny
his mind
The system be designed to have us led astray
Ghetto life never improves
We wanna get away
Tryna turn the worse nights into better days
Look I'm a happy, not having money type of dude
Designed to make you feel nothing, but uncomfortable
About to put you in your place, now gimme some
timing now
That hating shit a turn a partner to a client now
To wipe us out that what the system got designed about
Threw me in that den I’m a lion now
for all that
I know that she fine and all that
Crazy I designed all that
I can't get behind all that
Ride with the bang to the scene
Gotta make
Everything is different from the scenery what I see
It feels like you bring me to the mars designed by earth-man
Can you see me
Ive been thinking
under
“Why” just comes to mind
Why do your stories seem designed
Did you enjoy the chaos
Like it gave you comfort
Like a game that’s made of
Scissors
like the dudes who designed shell toes
Motivated from love plus I seen this crib off Melrose
Construct your own dream and manifest because niggas will
created but designed
They left us with the scrolls - so the truth would never die
The young prince, he stood his ground
While his enemies gathered round -
the father set it so it was designed
Empress reigning royal african
Empress reigning royal african
I am reigning royal african
African empress reigning
happens
Decision time
Call it quits or continue, Grind
Different I'm
Cut from cloth that the kind designed
Tailor made
For every time that I fail
Is
certainly unwise
Still mistakes were designed to regret at a later time
A diamond, hip-shaking, lip-bit, hypnotizing, naughty grin
Entranced by the light
the vomit of this man
Clenched in the hell, designed so well
Beneath this skin of snake you wear
Empty and numb you won't ever repel!
Goddamn am I awake?
designed
Perfectly agreeable neighbors
Dark in the hall but
But great kitchen light
And a sign that read The Stevens
Monday tuesday wednesday night
It was
disguise
The Atmosphere
it fills my veins it's all designed
I know I'm aware
Of how it seems
The only way is paralyzed
And still I lie in sight
They'll be
mind, designed to inspire the grind
This pie that floats in the sky can fulfill our every desire
Pick a fucking struggle homie you decide if you’re wrong
Moving on, ain't no traveling back
Designed as precise as I can and exact
So every rhyme that I lay on a track
Depicts a particular balancing act
out of this home I'm caged
I'll paint this whole damn street red
My body's a chamber of hate
I'm designed to be a product of pain the slave
secret uma step bout mine
Pipe down Lil homie you can die with that nine
I'll ask the Lord to forgive me if you cross that line
I been designed for
I'm skipping the packet, deleting the g shit
It is time for me to flip the script and keep the shit classic
Because entire planet seems designed
designed for love
The other that's for pain and lust
Tell me
Tell me how you want it
Now show me
Now show me Where you want it
Now touch me
It's all for you
of the tree of time, each of our mind's designed
To serve a larger network of light
The stars over the tide breaking on the shores
The fire purifies, shedding
and civil Liberty advocates have described new facial recognition technology as dangerous
The program designed in Melbourne
Uses social media profiles
to gather riches
Persecution of heretics
Dissidents, pagans and witches
You created vice and sin
To sell mankind salvation
Designed the torments of Hell
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