| I’m building a home
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| I’m all on my own
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| This city is gold
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| From the outside in
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| Staring at the TV and the neon billboards
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| People out here taking pills cause they’re bored
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| Doing what they’re told to do mouth full of molly pills
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| Cause their favorite rapper’s out in Hollywood hills
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| This is how you start a cult, ethos, pathos, and logos
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| They reward you with a like, they got you in a chokehold
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| Listen to the internet can you hear the chatter?
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| In the matrix like n-e-o looking for patterns
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| Good thoughts to water gives the molecules symmetry
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| Think about your loved ones and think about your enemies
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| Plants grow faster when you send them good thoughts
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| So are you speaking nutrition or words that’ll rot?
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| Fibonacci sequence, petals on a flower
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| The spirals of a snail, patterns are power
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| Your DNA is a fractal, a mathematical ladder
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| Staring at the golden ratio looking for patterns
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| Dodging hashtags and ads, backstroking through the matrix
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| Calculating equations of pigeons over gas stations
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| 180 degrees is a line, 360 a circle
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| Staring at triangles, Pythagoras in the wormhole
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| Music is numbers, I’m counting the circle of fifths
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| A metronome, a bar, chord, syllable, or riff
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| The Mayans mapped the stars count the rings of Saturn
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| Galileo went to prison, looking for patterns
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| Annihilating algorithms so you can hear me
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| Calculating chess moves, rap is game theory
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| Bees making honeycomb, hexagon hives
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| Spirals in a nebula the truth you can’t hide
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| Sacred geometry, the pyramids of Giza
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| Line up with pyramids in Guatemala for a reason
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| Math is alive, we’re equations made of matter
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| I’m swimming through spacetime looking for patterns
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| Fading to a quiet
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| Dreaming till we’re tired
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| Where are all my heroes?
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| Oh no
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| Fading to a quiet
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| Everyone is tired
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| And I watch them go
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| Home |