| Do you want to know the greatest and also the worst device that humans ever
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| invented? |
| It’s television!
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| Television controls people by bombarding them with information until they lose
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| their sense of reality
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| Now, television itself has become a new religion
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| Yo yo yo yo yo yo! |
| Get that nigga!
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| Get that nigga! |
| Get that nigga! |
| Yo
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| Word word word word word. |
| Check
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| Yeah I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Honestly, I never learnt the birds
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| And the bees from my mums —
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| They were just some other words
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| In the streets all along right?
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| And this was a long night, coming from a long flight
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| Suited like the high, only cause my arms tired
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| Crew is chewin on some orange rice — the
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| Homie said that suicide wasn’t appropriate
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| So instead I engulf on acid and opiates
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| Shit. |
| My mind’s a supernova rover clip — and
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| I ain’t tryina be tough witchu — but
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| It ain’t nothin I ain’t seen you blooded nigga
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| I in fights self-inflicted — know it wasn’t you
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| The world has made me unforgivin'
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| Honestly, I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Honestly, I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Honestly, I get my ways from the east
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| Reclusive in my gaze and my speech as in ancient
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| Words contort so I don’t say shit
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| As a result I don’t pray, I don’t preach —
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| Consequences really be, but I teach when I can
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| No I over think, in a blink, see the lamp switch shades
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| Get the lamp killed — gotta love the black steel blades
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| With the slant hooks, Saturn and the 6 got onyx
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| On the arrow so it shatter when it hit, Indian tactics in the mix
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| If I’m on my ass, I’m on my, I don’t sit but
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| If I need it boy — I’m Magic with the wrist
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| I can see that I’m a drug, I fiend some addicts for this shit
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| 17 like I ain’t even reached a pattern when I spit
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| Staying innovative seeming glad to
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| Swish my enemies and who aren’t here
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| Just floatin' to the chasm as a crypt
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| Honestly, I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Guess that I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Honestly, I’m a muthafuckin' beast
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| No category just an enigma with wings
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| Guess that I’m a muthafuckin' beast |