My hands don't get cold, beat shelter out
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Breakthrough with the lyric, get the fuck out
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Atmation is embarrassing like English
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You are the epidemic response
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It's like leaving home when summer comes
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Blows on my shirt, my cloak flies
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You come across it in the minibus, it's the only one
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It explodes at the master, one of the worms
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Black writing cracks, good of the spine
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Babaçko mushroom, let's sit down, the two of us
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Everything you know has been memorized
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The border is clear, it's where your mind ends
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Their heads are rounded, there's a stone in hand
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Complete fake story
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After all, we are human to make mistakes.
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Deviation from the truth is ingrained, denial (hah)
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
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If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
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If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
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If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
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If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
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Wake up!
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it's time
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Saian SS
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Saian like a bulletproof Cadillac
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Like a revolving Hip-Hop record
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saian flak west
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Like a god on a mini mic
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Master passes through the bazaars on horseback dressed like a sultan (yeah)
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Weakness, life is now, the most beautiful rhyme
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I'm not afraid, I filled my bosom with stars
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Press it! |
I don't think you can fly next to me
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I'm left with a dry hello from you, I won't take it either
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Tell me what you want, taralala taratillam
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Did Saian write, shame on the asymptote fenafillah yo
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Used to be Hip-Hop sarcasm-tick Made in China
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If we're going to pray, we must first take a stone
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Combo! |
Three punchline corpses, who is this?
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Fuat is still stone, just like Dikembe Mutombo
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Panzers are not innocent in bloody streets
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You were the fason, we thought it was a man, you went and became a rap like a dick
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Hip-Hop now drools in the mouth of those who see money
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We know whose nose it snows backstage
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Ey, Autonomous not dry tight, full bullet
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Verbal mauser, Sakulta catapult anzer honey gave blood to Hip-Hop
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
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My eyes are full of blood for 39 years
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Didn't stop, my rap is endless
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My soul and peace, half without it
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The roof of your house flies, your pocket is empty
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Sometimes it's between nothing and nothing
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There are bridges but the body cannot cross
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Unanswered questions grip the mind
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Doom is a cure, it smells like a corpse, poof
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The master who raised the flag in his heart from the music set
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Trendy like the reflection of the century has been eliminated
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Bruises are famous, look science is the universe
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Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Then take Rap on your other shoulder and keep loving
|
If there was no consciousness, would the pen find paths full of reason? |
Remember!
|
Wake up!
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it's time |