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Before women called me "Daddy", bumpin' into acne Couldn't call a taxi, lectured in the back seat No baddies, mom's coming home unhappy Collecting all the sad scenes, chewing on clockwork tangerines Questioning everything that's happening Bewildered, thrillers, no heroes unmasking Everybody's gathering, leaving bureaus gasping Unbeknownst to whereabouts, on a beach basking Veering on dashing way before the fast lane Appearing so nasty way before the cash came Earrings got handsy but didn't want my last name Disappearing, gasoline pouring on a past flame Making moves like athletes, tossing empty calories Staples in the pantry, fucking up the game no Plan-B Power suits compare salaries when some make it hourly Betas wanna be alpha but too cowardly Placing out a hit like they don't know of John Wick Son, it's who you did it to, not what you did No shortcuts in the long run, whatcha think's the outcome? Outlaws underneath the long gun, thinking they can out run G.I. Joes and Cobra drink habushu but don't know kosen rufu They like, "You's who-who?" I practice mental wushu Then blend in with black magic voodoo Samurais that lie commit seppuku as the screams are streamed on Hulu Redneck, white-collar, green thumb, and Bluetooth Duality: sweet-and-sour yuzu, not quite what you used to Something's off; something's wrong, a shoe loose Rushing straight to you like Tatupu used to do to United are divided, caught up in a crisis "What's the origin of the virus?" How can I survive this? American terrorist, international pirates Women are either sinnin' or they're righteous said the rightist Left to their own devices, men are violent like they like it Just to keep their job they'll pay you off to keep quiet Never look inside it, don't talk, remain silent Circumstances need a firm stance and a vice grip North Korea's testing bombs and they want the south "Get moving! Get off my lawn before the gun shouts!" Why are students armed? Everybody wants out We believe in peace and calm, refugees on a route You got time to complain, you got time to make a change Talking 'bout climate change, I'm tryna make a name Me and the gymnasium alone are making gains Am I entertaining them? All I know is pain Yasuko wipes her palm under black rain, Sadako folds on a thousand paper cranes The Kremlin's strained and rushing for the Ukraine "We're the same" What the f*ck is you saying? Tanks are tryna take us out and take away our grain Beijing claiming Hong Kong, debating taking Taiwan Men always making rules and wearing what they want Women covered up and only staring in Iran Harem until haram like I can do no wrong They sing my songs like I don't know my lyrics Single teardrip as they cheer it, then I sing along
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