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and then we gon need a mop
We leavin' 'em in a
Who gon step to me you little boy you must be psycho
Fuck with me we slice 'em up and leavin' red lines like

Taking time
On my other ways
You a hater 
Singing the same lines
Cut the ties
You are choker hitter
Choking on bass
At the same time 
I'm bossed up

perception?
How we lack connection and good reception?
So I I met this broski named Yusuf at Alagomeji
He told me
"Disappointments are sacrifices for your

Yeah, Aye
I know you're going through some hard times
Loosing footing on the fault lines
I can tell you I relate to it
I been through it all
But you

for the stench
We clean up nice then its a war to the finish line
I had some bruises but family members broke their spine
Even in a wheel chair real

in my body ain't got no good reception 
On day a shower feels like heaven
The next its feeling like a weapon 
Liquid needles on my back, I been

off this energy
I’m so content with my inner peace
But lately, this drink hitting Differently
My engine is steaming i need relief
No reception I’m

For hate there's no exception 
No hard work then no reception! 
Your progress is a deception 
We lost sleep while y'all was resting
Cooking up and we

is my anthem

Phone go off but I don't answer
Blame it all on bad reception
That's my form of contraception
Hate on me if that's your message
Crawl

light
All about perception
Reception of ya blessings
But you have to manifest them
And can’t take shit for granted
Solid like u granite
Till poppin like

and the zero gravity
It gets old after a while

Well, let me assure you that here on Queso cruise lines
We handle space travel right
With only the finest

next
Taking off up over the alpines
Pull out a map I'm drawing a line
Dot to dot I'm in Shanghai
Maybe LA or maybe Dubai
Feel like a barman trips on tap

take my time this philosophy
Is so sublime
Read between the lines cos I'm crucifying the finite guys
So rewind the clock
Digital or analog, check

why quantify success by its reception of my art
Death by 1000 cuts
Bandages around the bloody lines
Shocked with 1000 volts
Unplugged from the wired

the reception is bad
Not like I got a Siemens
I'm no fortunate son
But I don't have no credence
I already feel I won
I'm moving with consistance
Got a chip on my

When it came to playing with hearts I had lessons to learn
So when you call for help I hope the reception ain't blurred like
Hello
Hello
Whoever

And you, you couldn't see it
Your conflict was internal
You were mad, you couldn't believe it
That I had found my calling
And you couldn't get reception
Your

what I dream cuz I see it
Catch the reception, completed
The devils deceitful
No hearing, no speaking, no seeing, I mean it, no evil
No fake bodies
Lay

that's the drop of a dime
Double parking the bimmer I'm always crossing the line
The city savior up next and I promise shit'll be fine.
Banks
You are now

hidden
Love yourself in every single instance
Ask yourself if you have full reception
And do you have the space for a lesson
Curious George no Jetson

But I'm removed from the bullshit today
I can see through the lies and reading between the lines
We all behind bars, to a cell we are confined
Bars

shining
I'll never trust a GPS again
Watch the fuel light blinking red
My co-pilot starts to sweat
'Cause I have no reception
Shit, I don't know where we

my side and you’ll learn one lesson
Further down the line you seen I was your only blessing
Take me back you wish you could you know you second

beer is the alternative
Ain't going to get drunk of this
At the cashier in the line
With my beers all over priced
Can the bottles stand upright?
Weird