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I've so far
Couldn't you how far
as though I have been
A million places at
Many lives I have
Many battles fought
fought, and lost
1]
Mass
Black
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm past the
I'm the human
The is trash
A bad
A ghost, a
With massive
threaten a nigga like me
With I'd be glad to do it
And my ashes on my Mac computer
And rap it
blastin' Future
And say the future
the future

If lookin for trouble
You ain't look far
the presence of dark

2]
The year is
Niggas is clappin' and stompin' in church, waiting for Jesus to come back
Niggas is (conscious), waiting on E.T. to come out the sky
Stop all these crimes, mentally ill and out of mind
Niggas-niggas-niggas-niggas is still awaiting for fleck to get supplies
Niggas is still like Damn, I was just to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is still (conscious), waiting for politicians to admit that they
Since we all comrades, (let them niggas up in them contracts)
You that its generous, just 'cause the man let his boot off your neck just a little 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 from you, like all of your history
They brought - they brought - they brought Bill Nye back from the 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 branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas 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, they understand me
All shit must go, all that shit is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
Where do all of that go, we gon' end up, where we all landing?
This is just a shit-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only
(You are conscious)

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as though I been
A places at once
Many I have lived
Many battles fought
I've fought, and
If you're for trouble
You gotta look far
the presence of dark
Wouldn't be any
You may who I am
But do you who you are?
(You are, you are)
These roads, they go nowhere
These half-ways are a end
had my share of losses
I've had my of lessons
And I know what hell is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how could we know heaven is like?