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I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as I have been
A places at once
Many I have lived
Many battles I've
fought, and lost
1]
Mass
Black
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm past the
I'm past the
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
massive tumors
Can't threaten a like me
With I'd be glad to do it
And sprinkle my on my Mac computer
And rap it
blastin' Future
And say that's the
Thats the

If you're lookin for
You ain't look far
Without the of dark

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

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
as though I have been
A places at once
Many lives I lived
Many battles fought
I've fought, and
If you're looking for
You ain't gotta far
Without the of dark
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 half-ways are a end
had my share of losses
I've had my share of
And I sure know what is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, perfect
Then how could we know heaven is like?