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my breath and processed my take
My head's a jumbled mess
From today's events
I hope that you don't mind
That I take some time
To get myself right
What

money cuz a nigga ain't died yet
Still got food for thought I need to digest
Make sure it's organic, I don't want it if it's processed
When it come

divisions they're used to restrict you
Refuse to tolerate processed hate
Remember while you still exist
You can't be brought down as long as you resist

the same plate
Look over next to mine, cup full of alkaline
Processed congratulations hides crop rooted hate
Sour taste left in their mouths
No haste to take

the mannequin, smack this man come alive
Processed mannequins forced out the relevance, hanging on the edge of the night
Never let them see you sweat, its never

nodded my head in agreement
Where's the lie I don't see it, I mean it
Been more inventive than what can be processed
Yes y'all, let's dissolve stresses

Desire for connection unravels again
Mile long scroll of past trauma
Check the box on the last scribbles
Processed the pain
Ready to feel again

lyrica or liquor living cynical
Say my cheers from AU to Liverpool
Made it through to see a new day its a miracle
Art I read is processed to the main vein

out that magazine
Happy go lucky go fuck yourself
I don't wanna talk to you

I don't care what you eat
The poor folks I know like deep fried processed

I've only processed partly
What seems to cut and scar me
You found me with an unfinished product
Terribly sorry, my apologies
I hardly ever speak

Constantly I'm falling out of line
I took my post-apocalyptic thoughts and drove outside cause
I can't seem to get across in time
My processed image

I'd hate to see this love spoil
Something so processed Should have a better shelf life
Maybe we fed it too much
& it passed overnight
Maybe we didn't

processed into soylent after you've been gutted

You're no more of a creature
Then you are of a mammal
Nothing more than an animal

Three thirty three

at your service
Y'all at the pearly gates burning, 'cause you just a disturbance
I got my wording close to perfect 'cause I processed my trauma
Y'all ain't

and I beat like mike jack
Hee hee
If you have doubts check my stats
Check em
Numbers big like kim k ass
Not processed
Raw a one
That's all me

I been

you try it
Niggas act like they the only ones in tricky places
Just got booked a processed for a 556 they confiscated
Shit was in my name couldn't hide

manager

I am an algorithm son
I eat my processed lunch
Do you feel your independence
Or is it too much
In this bright new dawn
On this greener lawn

Processed grain is this child's endless fate
Hands grow tired with fleeting labored breaths
Calloused feet walk upon this nation's crest
Bearing weight of men

Cooking MC's
Cáldo de réz throw some nopáles in
I grow my own shit
I know it's fresh you cheesy MC's are processed
Fabricated to empower an entitled

of sleepy tears
I've been eating processed food
I've saying yes not no
I've been celebrating low
I've been wishing I were cold
While you're standing in

and doused with chemicals
To produce commodity crops from patented GM seeds
For industrial biomatter to be processed and constituted
Into something resembling

cancelled by platforms for keeping shit real
Distilling water to remove impurities and plastics
In an ocean of bags once used for processed foods and cleaning

All the beings they shouted
Oh
Let us be free without it
Oh (2x)

Para-function processed out
They’re hearing white static
Preset to
Adjusted hush

strange look
What do they want in there
It's just processed and scrotum and balls
HaHa ha
Ain't that crazy
My only voice is in my head