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high tech world lo fi life living just to die that's how you do it do it right x2 spy with the little eye find the man whose lost inside time it right, conspire lies simulate the concept ties tie the knot, elope the shy horizons come in broken jive chance the fall with the locust eye the storm don't shop for one good shine with the bolts for the lightning sound for the thunder boat for the right king left to get under get alone and mope write about the rainbows never get a home just a house where the rain goes hang those childhood photos drawn to the smile now you cover not show those how you covet the style high tech world lo fi life living just to die that's how you do it do it right x2
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with the "pay me" chain and the pocket watch say that something ...and talk as soft about the blocks we build with the rocks and stones hiphop's just talk, don't break the bones diss about an empty threat then take it home miss another shot but the bullet's slow pull it through the hole and sow the seeds two of these knocking just to shit what you eat come up behind while they're rapping on the door I'm talking about the bullshit just show 'em some more show 'em the door the lines of mahogany boards and the time flies when the clock is deplore so don't waste mine taking stock of the source pick pocket the poor 'cause you want the lint of the floors i said it before, i'll say it again don't wait with the floor just play with the pen forget me not these fiddlestix forget me what the riddle is might he be forgetful truth is, rap is my reality but just a fistful... an alibi for crimes that take place inside my shallow e- -go weak rhymes, dope rhymes don't matter how you float mine it's sleep for the peep-hole waiting for the show time keyhole for the lock that never breaks key choke on the shock of a lojack on that place found the secret—now there's no way to go back I slow that revelation recollect the trepidation only seconds from the bacon making up a latent statement and I take it to the press have it pressed upon a tshirt show it to the world so they say what he heard [murder on the links no sausage in the universe christie got her hand tied hastings got his feelings hurt] i said it before, i'll say it again don't wait with the floor just play with the pen ju calls it his realness says he's on the rise so high, he hires me to deal with his problems but I'm on the bottom don't feel it with the rope tied to the ceiling a feeling of sheep walking in sync covered in sheets with slit eyes sulking to blink a klan of the one hit-fits all mind spinning in pure bliss got the songs for the smokers but the puzzle piece don't fit when you long for the so-good-you-can't-ignore-that shit
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if it's bombs away when the future's looking bleak find a cool, dry lonely place to put my body down to sleep x4 I'm down to breathe like the tree so lonely in a silent forest I look for us in the green leaves that hold the knowledge for us carbon dioxide monoxide exchange down to the rocks I toss out my change caution the toss and make it so plain that I spoke it aloud and made it my name my pain is how I'm out of the game tore up the rules and made it my fame in no place take it or leave it nowhere's better than somewhere we've been still reading all the lies in between the mark is why if it's bombs away when the future's looking bleak find a cool, dry lonely place to put my body down to sleep x4 sip the elixir of life feel it inside it feels quite nice I feel it alive I feel it alight burning the surface of the all that's within i fight the finish before it begins and like the finnish I fight with sticks and skiis no motorized tricks in me so sew the right end lift it up pride in prejudice prick the thumbs I reddit and shake the wrung from right no light gets in when the candles are lit and everyone licks the same little bit no dry spot to sit note writ by the mouth ripped it cryptic and left it out so listen to the sound of blabbering hounds and wolves if it's bombs away when the future's looking bleak find a cool, dry lonely place to put my body down to sleep x4
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looking for a place to find my peace of mind I speak in riddle-like rhymes that say a bit about me but my speech impediments are a self-inflicted edifice of pound cake and giving all the ground space I'm tipping the scales at 140, ain't no one in sight looking for me flipping a coin I write like they saw me, but I'm really still forming an opinion while longing for the rack and pinion piston whatever it is I'm flipping got my minions on attack so I defend what I got hidden that's a matter of match whether or not I press a statement impress upon my face an expression that states I made it to some place so no one looks for my shaded hate taking away a book and a page a jacket, a pad, and some bait go fish for the card I make my business is a sizzling affair like eggs benedict I'm a traitor to the fair trade a playing card my pocket monster's staying hard no pocket lint, just change in it keep a changeling clean while he makes image scheme my way around a finish tell it like it is, abrupt and dim wits I pluck a feather, live with a weathered plant, dead pick three, little lotto please pick me brittle applicable to little petite like my placating vent of bubbled up heat I bleed through my skin holes they make it seem so simple it goes on forever levitate my pay grade so minimum wage rises while the cost of living stays high with the populace masses are asses for politics I majored in nothing and everywhere yet who will hire me to roll up my cuffs and stare into piety pair up with a pie and chow down my favorite it apple but i also like that chocolate cream shit try again to refit the same words in reason the pain hurts but we did what ways work for days lived get paid dirt and stay with the parents who trade work for days been never get back mail off your hit track never hear back never here? sounds better to me always busy never to be seen maybe dead rumored about when the nail gets hit upon the head bent out of shape replace with another likeness wonder where he went maybe finally the right fit boom burn away the simplex study it careful and turn away from syntax semiotic language metaphors to hang with similes and similarities you get smells I stare for free hell, I wear my free not a patriot I fail to believe in our system of checks and balance one bounces, another's just a ballast in a ship bound to sink captain abandons his boat to have a drink supposed to really think about it but there's no end game everybody dies no one gets to send blame got the yarn spinning all around the men and who's arm is it wrapped around the minute it begins I pin it up on walls where no one watches and boards blocked with flyers of mock shit it's all this and nothing more here i come, up knocking upon your floor got the yarn spinning all around the men and who's arm is it wrapped around the minute it begins
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Mad Genus 02:36
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I Don't Know 04:07
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No 02:41
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v1: if time is money then i'm on welfare and change is coming but i've felt there's a weight in the air feels like purgatory too afraid to be scared just a made up story where the where doesn't matter and has-been's are saturdays everyone is flattered by the last thing you had to say but the days are short and the nights are long gotta build up that rapport make the poor man money strong writing songs with no aim I'm shooting blanks into pages I erase with a click and I forget I ever say this but it sticks in my head like gum underneath a table not there until it's a fable, long lost and only tales, you touch and find notes sealed by a man you barely know still these feels on a flat surface make you remember what you had to work with purchased a no-good first lip and the second came after too long to live I'm too strong to quit no matter how many jelly reddit donuts don't know it I'm only home hook: i am a knot tied in your new shoes i come undone when you walk through all that you've become is nothing more than doom all that you've become is nothing but you v2: so don't point out my flaws I see them when I listen as if I didn't, as if I cook without a kitchen no stove to burn my gruel on I earn it, but school was just a furnace for soul burning I got by but a bit singed gainful employment is working on what's within got a friend that won't move if he's on fire streets and sanitation for life is what he aspires but he's tired of waiting for rain to put out the smoke inside his ears and drowning in his own train of javelins stabbing him won't pay for what's no chain the room is so secure with a rope from which you hang if you never leave block out the memories i remember he never moved made the nation a place to chase that rubber room but i'm a two on a scale of terrible don't confuse this paraphrase with parable i am a knot tied in your new shoes i come undone when you walk through all that you've become is nothing more than doom all that you've become is nothing but you
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West 02:41
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Mares 03:55

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