| The empire beneath the ice
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| Has everything to do with your life
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| History is music, music is life
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| Oh now you tofu tough, you wanna roll in the mud
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| I got poisonous-blowfish guts sewn into my gloves
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| Float like a butterfly, fly like a dove
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| The spirit becomes love if it holds no grudge
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| Muzzle flash, close your eyes like you in a bubble bath
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| You say it’s so sad, well tell me what’s so bad?
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| First, you get your feet wet, then you wet your beak next
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| This preset accelerates into a grease of sweat
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| Oh, you’re hungry? |
| Of course, Fine
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| You’re the boss, but if I cook rice pilaf
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| You have to turn the TV off
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| She left her earrings over, I was below fixing the outboard motor
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| I stopped what I was doing, she walked closer
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| Crunch time, can’t take lunchtime
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| But that’s in the bloodline
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| I only got one more rhyme
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| And I only got to do it 100 million more times
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| I’m almost done, I almost lost my mind
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| I already had my fifteen minutes
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| Now I’m just stretching the limits
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| Wit' small digit Professor Emeritus lyrics
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| Retired in Uruguay study linguistics and writing
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| I don’t know how long I’ll be here, my Visa’s expired
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| Twisting up turtle for money
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| Delta 8 gummies taste funny
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| Don’t you think Honey?
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| You wanna back rub me?
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| Scratchy ass voice, honey lemon make my cords moist
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| But when the fans want me to growl, I ain’t got a choice
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| There’s no way to opt-out, compliance comes from the top down
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| Before Nimrods temple is knocked down
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| You talked a tough crypto game
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| But I ain’t seeing no gains
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| You couldn’t break me off with some of that change?
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| Inside the tabernacle, we grapple over the time capsule
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| Upsetting the balance between the synthetic and the natural
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| Sequence confirmed, feel the burn
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| I apologize in advance if this doesn’t seem like a real concern
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| I am at a loss for words, a monkey kidney looks human
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| If you shave the fur, I’ma shave to concur
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| The puzzle is a crossword, the word is Marlboro
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| The world revolve first, your faith will falter
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| The conqueror is a harvester, mistaken for a farmer
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| Kicking and screaming, you will be dragged up to the alter
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| But this too shall pass, only a fool will try to outlast
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| The same entity from the ancestors past
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| Ooh be careful, not enough data available
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| You try another password still get a error code
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| Are you a targeted individual? |
| Hey you never know
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| But there are places in this world that you should never go
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| The speech pathologist carved out their tongues
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| Started mocking 'em, thought about stopping 'em
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| But it was interesting watching 'em
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| Mystery charms wrapped around his arms
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| A suicide belt bomb, underneath his garms keep calm
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| The deep fake con artist stacking Era Grand bearers bonds in his office
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| Egg and cheese croissant, no sausage
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| A threat is a guarantee, yet death is a little less than a promise
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| So we pray for the dark skin Amish
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| And the melanated William Wallace
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| Broken homes for the jobless
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| Fractured and broken bones for the doctors
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| Gentlemen, synchronize your watches
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| The time stops when the internet kill switch is pressed tomorrow morning
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| The spell ends, the hell begins, the Freedom Bell rings
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| A fat lady sings, farewell friends
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| Walk into work while black, the motherfucker jumped out his squad car
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| And said «Where the fuck is your job at?»
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| They kill me the Reboot Lord, the Reset God
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| Now I can see I got more than a couple defects Mom
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| The world is crashing, collapsing
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| The audience is standing, applauding and clapping
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| Are they for real? |
| Or are they acting?
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| Ay, I know you ain’t talking
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| Me? |
| I’m just standing in the audience
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| Just trying to enjoy their performances
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| A fingerless puppet master creating nothing but utter disaster
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| Evergrand bankrupted the planet
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| Fighter jet stream down the Potomac river
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| In the land of the free
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| If you believe as I do, stand with me |