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I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as though I have
A places at once
Many lives I have
Many battles fought
I've fought, and
1]
Mass
rulers
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm the rumors
I'm the human
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
massive tumors
Can't threaten a nigga me
With I'd be glad to do it
And sprinkle my on my Mac computer
And rap it
While blastin'
And say the future
Thats the

If you're for trouble
You gotta look far
the presence of dark

2]
The is 5625
Niggas is clappin' and in church, waiting for Jesus to come back alive
Niggas is still (conscious), waiting on E.T. to out the sky
Stop all crimes, mentally ill and out of their mind
Niggas-niggas-niggas-niggas is awaiting for fleck to get some supplies
Niggas is still like Damn, I was just talkin' to so-and-so the day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is still (conscious), waiting for politicians to admit that lied
Since we all comrades, (let them niggas up in them contracts)
You accept that its generous, just 'cause the man let his boot off your neck just a bit
If that - if that shit - if that shit was threatening, you wouldn't know that it did exist
They wouldn't - they wouldn't - they would've hid that shit from you, all of your history
They brought - they brought - they brought Bill Nye back from the just to get at me
They sent so many my way, I could start an agency
(You are conscious)
It's all branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas wanna brand me
Niggas want Grammys, want families, niggas think I'm crazy, I don't own a damn thing
Where the the manual? They can't understand me, they can't understand me
All that shit must go, all that is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
Where do all of that go, where we gon' end up, where we all
This is just a shit-show, this is a Citgo, I am only passing
(You are conscious)

I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as though I have
A million places at
Many I have lived
Many I've fought
fought, and lost
If you're for trouble
You gotta look far
Without the presence of
be any stars
You may who I am
But do you know who you
(You are, you are)
These roads, don't go nowhere
These are a dead end
I've had my of losses
I've had my of lessons
And I sure know what is
And I ask you this
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how could we know what is like?