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_tell 2 much
02:35
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I can't tell too much
I don't dance on the topic of destruction for fun
Seen a lot of broken hearts, busted windows and beyond
Screaming for you but the words come out like blood
What's a life without your love compared to scars,
I can't tell too much, I can't tell too much
Sold a pool to the ocean
Made reflections into money
Should've brought a bigger boat
Bury me at 99 leagues under sea with the sigil of a lotus
On my eyes when I'm asleep so
I can't tell too much
Gotta deal with these imposters on the premise that they bad for my health
On my heart like stethoscope
Open up like center-fold
Flirt with death but tell her 'no'
Light my gas and let it go
All these habits terrible
Break the walls of Jericho
Water works you can't control
Flood yo face and shake yo bones, I
Stretch a blessing til it's paid back
Place mats ready when you need to get yo strength back
Say less
Long reach according to the army and the taste tests.
Stay fresh, wait, open slots, face in the machine's stock
Ready to take risks, wait
I can't tell too much
I don't dance on the topic of destruction for fun
Seen a lot of broken hearts, busted windows and beyond
Screaming for you but the words come out like blood
What's a life without your love compared to scars
I can't tell too much, I can't tell too much
Memories wash away, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
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_cheat code
02:59
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Red black and green that's the cheat code
We be in the East but they gon' tap in from on site or remote
I be lookin' piqued in this pea coat
Then I switch to Steep Tech
Cannot follow suit cause you don't speak GOAT
I be very greedy where my reach go
Break you off a piece, watch the breach, call that deep throat
Thick salsa verde with the chips and the pico
The sauce very fresh and exempt from your reproach
Mortified
Need an anthropomorphic sidekick like Mordecai
With more self confidence and a score to find
Wholly in hindsight like bank heist plots on scorched Earth policies,
Already shuffled the debt notes out of Fort Knox
And the film crew got it in a one-shot, our craft is impeccable
The traffic timed on all green lights
Hit the dash in a General Lee painted with Pan African flags
Cause you ain't gotta hazard a guess
It's fuck Confederate intent at all times
Tend to the kin, skins to the sun soaked depths
Sons sold ends to a means means they get fodder at the wholesale
Fathers at the wholesale
Hoping that your soul frail
Fuck that
We don't reminisce in anguish, we honor our fallen
Fake disinterest, take note, study the mechanics then innovate expeditiously,
The nigga archetype ain't real to me it's more nuanced
You either a buck, a bitch, a buffoon, a beta or a butler
Typecast to the hood you grew up in
Got groomed for dysfunction
I'm taking our native tongue back
Red black and green that's the cheat code
We be in the East but they gon' tap in from on site or remote
I be lookin' piqued in this pea coat
Then I switch to Steep Tech
Cannot follow suit cause you don't speak GOAT
I be very greedy where my reach go
Break you off a piece, watch the breach, call that deep throat
Thick salsa verde with the chips and the pico
The sauce very fresh and exempt from your reproach
The break is imminent, bust down the shackle-bolt
Kings in the back, Queens got they feet on ya necks
We hold the formation, they keep the demons in check
You don't want that work but I want that bag, you gon' have to pass that to the tormentor,
Obelisk in his true form sturdier than a milly rock on literally any block
Petty get crushed on pedi that's word to my soles and two feet
Crumpled ya whole book with some loose leaf
Spit the bones out with the blue cheese
Got the check, dipped toot suite
Usually I'd stick around for the aftermath but more cash to grab than a money booth,
Honey who shrunk these niggas?
Ya'll minuscule in my reticle
Larger targets to turn into carcass, parley with the big game
Garnish with parsnips, lemon zest to offset the disdain
Hands up for the gentleman thief, it's a hold up
Arsene Lupin in a pose tough enough to topple the towers of Castle Cagliostro,
Only Phantom Thieves send calling cards for promo nigga
We bring the chaos to your palace doorstep and mop the floor with shadows of past achievement,
Scheming ass beings get beat to indecent extent but I'll let you leave if you plead with respect,
Tell your whole team they leaders is next, I'm an Indigo League veteran
These badges are not for decoration dog,
Got so many sons my last name should be Nahasapeemapetilon
Peddle on Goofy, hyuck if you buck lookin for pilots to spar with
I'll take your rarest card and your star chips just for some art shit
You ain't hard kid, harping on hardships it's easy to pop off when intel is weak
Red black and green that's the cheat code
We be in the East but they gon' tap in from on site or remote
I be lookin' piqued in this pea coat
Then I switch to Steep Tech
Cannot follow suit cause you don't speak GOAT
I be very greedy where my reach go
Break you off a piece, watch the breach, call that deep throat
Thick salsa verde with the chips and the pico
The sauce very fresh and exempt from your reproach
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Telling tall tales like columnists
Scratching and sniffing at whatever look promising like lotto picks
Lotta ego apologists and parlor tricks on par with the status quo
So when they bob and stretch the truth
It look incredible
Undermined by pseudo intellectuals serving decals
When you needed deep-seated emeralds, a gem to adorn your brooch
Blossoming to wealth, without co-opting some view you didn't get to yourself, seldom it seem so simple and what else?
Well, the media failed
The projections ain't even real, fake deep niggas deep faking for credit to steal while Steve's baby scheme data from Haiti to Brazil,
One head on a bigger kaiju
Mind you, Greed Island arrives all the same, Battle Royale on the train, hit reps when the shades of grey overcome the sky blue,
Godfather to a prophecy a very serious black nigga with bigger plans
To expand past the simulacra and prepare for landfall
Running out of options so fast ya hamstrings can't stand ya'll
Air ball shot shooters that stare long
Like i'm the crazy one when they should've prepared more
The calm persists
What an unconscionable risk
Losing my focus over the sauce on some ribs
Ya'll food to me really but I share in my crib
So I'll cut you a plate and put my tape on the bigs,
Beg to differ but the gap between us bigger than between cars and both Dippers, you big bitter I'm a slick hitter we got trick pitchers
And all styles stick to you like big splinters
You need to think different, cold talkin the spring withers we bring winners
Drop the weights off, penetrate shells, you felt the Earth shake
Feet said take off, steel nerves but the brain soft
Over they heads and we still swinging like baseball
Got the tools to break the master's house
So what you mad about?
Energizer enterprise
Battery on every line
Got the tools to break the master's house
So what you mad about?
Energizer enterprise
Battery on every line
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_airwalkin
02:38
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High key, I don't give a fuck if you like me
First off
Pressure goin' up like jet fuel
Burnin the wax at both ends
I was in the black like "Guess who?"
I was in the dark no face mask
Finding myself through the snafus
Hustle through pain for the big bank
Keep ya two cents no one asked you
While they sleeping on the hardest niggas out
We breakin' sheetrock, you sheep watching
Obnoxious with yo mouth
Tippin' teacups with tardigrades our numbers hard to count
Defining epochs, adapt to all conditions North or South
We polar opposites, try'n keep up
I'm resolute no doubt
Parry paladins with broken swords, Full Counter boxed em out
See my disenchantment written on my face when I touch ground
I can't be held by codes that end collapsible, I'll knock em down aye
High key, I don't give a fuck if you like me
Matter is mind like my business
Tend to your garden, unsightly
Weeds grow
My ivy
Break your leagues
You can't fathom
Under siege
Periscope, Captain Nemo
Oh he's such a mystery
High key
I don't give a fuck if you like me
High key
I don't give a fuck if you like me
First off
Pressure goin up like jet fuel
Burnin' the wax at both ends
I was in the black like "Guess who?"
I was in the dark no face mask
Finding myself through the snafus
Hustle through pain for the big bank
Keep ya two cents no one asked you, aye
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