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Heal him what my soul say I just had a cold day Cast away cole train Outta body no brain Higher than my old mane I ain't sayin' no names I ain't droppin' disses but these missiles is heartillery Reminiscin' on plates full of food, so sick and tired I couldn't eat Rather someone who need it than me, cause I be eatin' beats Hard to go full vegan, I'm cheesin', addicted to the green Iron Gold, heart song, ice rip, cold bong Fumes and dope endorphins traveled up my brain was goin' long Caught it with my whole arm, swingin' on a polearm, hangin' off a pendulum Red will keep on risin', so don't even think bout endin' em It's him and them the name of the wind just sent me a new script again I ain't here defendin' or sendin' threats, what's an enemy Whole team let that choppa spray into the air and let it breathe Belly of the broken beast, dancin' on a dragon's Feast Talkin' to the holy ghost brought fallen kings No broken wings, they killed our dreams Woke up in this matrix, theatrics construct the architects Harder heads and harder sets, all of y'all get full respect They might think I'm rappin', my soul and spirit just don't defect Lay em down, I hold they neck, let life kiss em Then pay my debts, coldest hands, got warmest hearts Mine entangled great white sharks, kill myself, I play my part Life blood spill, out form the art, formless dark where angels birth Unbounded blessings shapeless curse the life you live, don't make it worse We make the most of stainless shirts, if verses land me on a t Guess my death what's meant to be Dyin' every night, but I do me, paranoid of fuckin' sleep Missin' link a mystery, off the top, I hold a key Unlockin' The box of a slumbered mind Dance with the devil on dotted lines They shoot up our kids like we Columbine See why I'm mad, why I'm outta Time Hit the booth, just to hear the truth We too concerned about the news Countin' threads that make the news I'm weavin' fate, can't pick and choose What's old to you is new to me, am I owed to you Then I'm in sync, I wrote it through on broken sinks With matted fur no fancy mink Beatin' heart bled down the Drain, it's all for love, not vain or fame If pain is love, then beauty paints Purple clouds with chocolate rain Six letter names, I know I'm fucked God is Great, I pay it up Different story than savin' up I spent it all, ain't save enough If money talks, I'm solid
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