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[jesus]
(verse 1)

copycats be wishin’ they can get on what i have
and still k!ll it like i did, their brain only works in halves
still running the scenes behind and ahead
with one hand i’m dead, still saying whatever comes out of my head
a stream is all you’ll ever see
from ear to ear bled dry by the time you’re where i’ve been
probably bones by that time, as if
no wonder no one bumps it, hey can’t sink these buckets
it’s repeatеdly assumptive, the logic is accustomed
thе flow is endemic, my life is corrupted
the waters are troubled, i’m makin’ them dicey
the beat is so lava, i’m makin’ it icy
a polar bear in sunglasses while i’m writing
continuing the risks by the words i’m typin’
at the hands of mercy, still deserting the purpose
and if it’s cursed, then curse it, i carry no burdens
when my time’s up toss me into the bird nests
either chrome eagle or vultures for the american
at the end of the day i’m over myself and my thoughts
so who’s really winning if the goal is 3 high?
your goal is knee lines, i see, you peace signed the alien
carrying burial stories on the rhyme
and i’ll let a random suck my d~ck if she’s bout it
but only if i’m paid and it’s coming out of her pocket
she’ll thank me later because money’s the root of all evil
my path is forever sacred, my shoes are forever creasin’
the speed is over demons when the og is speakin’
the god of the roc continues peakin’, f~ck
[harland williams & mitch hedberg]

“how you feelin’ big daddy?”

“aw man, i think it’s gonna go good. i feel the crowd is~ y’know they’re really laughin’ hard, so i’m excited. i got some ideas that i might try, and hopefully it’ll fly.”

“we’ll see”
“you got any like, little b~tterflies, or insects in your stomach or anything?”

“ah yeah totally man, always, i like to move back and forth so that could be some kind of insect effect there, totally, y’know.”

“you’re like a millipede. i just called you a millipede.”

“i’m so many legs short of that man.”

“i know you’ve only got two. why did i do that to you? why did i play the race card?”

“a dosapede.”

“he’s a dosapede”

[jesus]
(verse 2)

yeah, ok, ok, ok
enough with the jokes
it’s time to get super duper serial
in about uh 8 seconds
2, yeah
usher me in, let it burn, f~ck a vegan
meet friends, take your girl face paintin’ with the s~m~n
from a world of demons creepin’ like f~ckboys on a weekend
deep in the inbox thinking outside of it
wonder why i even try, there’s no common sense
my accomplishments brought indecision
so just split the symbolism we’re slaves to life’s rhythm

hoping for the best when the rest are willing
when you rest in peace, i regret those feelings
got canine t~~th by the pot i’m selling
that river~less flow, coke straight to the nose
broke face on the pole, strip club in the am
hit the ones on a trip, become nuns in the whip
tobi’s children hit the ground running where their roots are hidden
sent to split the symbolism a slave to life’s rhythm

got the game at the age of 8 plus
everybody else got the jump but no guts, hold up
show love and get shunned for the honesty
probably a lot of things i’ve done to be a prodigy
everybody stuck and god speed seems to follow me
piano’s are the t~~th, these words are the symphony
pray that ya’ll are listening, if not i’m still chillin’
i just split the symbolism a slave to life’s rhythm
f~ck the balance handled well, watching from the depths of h~ll
people run without a reason, i live life without my self
forgotten who i really am, of all the years to ask for help
i remain silent for the sake of the common wealth
i remain jaded for the fact that people disappoint
hip and joint, what’s the point? close enough to block the bone
a team is never set in stone without knowing it’s danger ridden
sent to split the symbolism a slave to life’s rhythm so go

(verse 3)

b~tches clingin’ to me like my hair in the shower, ugh
stitches wish they were these b~tches til’ i rip em cus i’m tough boy
you a f~ck boy, i’m a numb boy
you a punk rock boy, meet the curb rock, ugh
i was trippin’ through the fifth with my bros and my weapons
took a sheet of acid to my third eye, lost dimensions
geometry could help him, the voices suggested
“shut the f~ck up”
“oh~ well then.”
“every time you talk you think you know what’s best invested
but after all the time we spent helping you repress it?”
ah sh~t, these questions are lit
and i bet you thought i was pretty balanced until i tipped
down one side, now i got a ribeye
got a stake on my grave if you could find his name
bet you can’t because it’s blank and if you dig it up
all you’ll find is this page, prolly with a bloodstain, ugh
i’m the unsung hero with a sunken chest
pectus excavatum, liber mortises, serpent of the north set
terra incognita when you ask which
been about the sad sh~t, now it’s “too bad b~tch”, ugh
i’m the unsung hero, don’t care if you hear em
doesn’t matter if you’re number 1, it all started with zero
and the golden heart is beamin’ from the bottom of the ocean
told you that his sunken chest is overflowing, ugh, hold it

you think you can move past the one who lasts
the one who got his last words in first cus he’s psychic
he lives within the psyche of the child of desire
where the roof is on fire cus that’s just a hot image
altogether when he’s rhymin’ it’s timeless and should be admired
rivaled only by the other spirits unrecited
they think they can move past the one who leaves silence
who got his last words in first cus he’s psychic (what?)

i don’t give a f~ck about that
matter fact, facts matter more than raps, so let me take it back
when the simple words could mean the most
until the coolest thing became toast instead of sliced bread
yeah i said that
i don’t give a f~ck about that
matter fact, facts matter more than raps, so let me take it back
when the simple words could mean the most
until the coolest thing became toast instead of sliced bread
yeah i said that

now how could you top this if i’m always in my brain?
i guess the only way is to meditate everyday
literally everyday, 24/7, 365, 90 years, a whole lifetime
maybe 9 x 9 that by your design
and by design i mean the amount of atoms in your skin and mine
and while you’re at it
add in landmines that were never touched on the north nam side
i’m simply too sk!lled for your unsk!lled mind

simply two sk!lled for your one sk!lled mind
and now i’m just k!lling time
i’m sorry to put to shame any up and coming any things
but last time i checked we were k!lling time until we died
simply two sk!lled for your one sk!lled mind
and now i’m just k!lling time
i’m sorry to put to shame any up and coming any things
but last time i checked we were k!lling time until we died, yeah

“no baby don’t use t~~th, just…”
“oh sh~t…”
“godd~mn, where you learn these sk!lls at?”

that head game got me preachin’
she’s on her knees like a preacher
i see her reachin’…

“oh sh~t, no b~tch, i don’t run that way. don’t put your f~ckin’ finger in my ass. what the f~ck you think this is? i ought to slap the dog lights outta you for that sh~t. man any other person would’ve just knee’d you in the f~ckin’ throat. you’re lucky, real lucky.”

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