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[Bridge: Orelias]
They a rebel. Rebel and Sikh, seeking demolition on beats (And you're on a sandy beach) The realization the city needs O is authentic, I you hear when I spit it (Feel the patch of sand underneath the shadow of your deck chair) Told you my time was coming, made something from nothing, sketching the city on (You're at this)
[Verse 3: Orelias]
with me or get left, wrote that there in kitchen on stovetop. You know what say, stay out if it's too hot, I turn it up two notch. Even when I was coal, always one day they'd saddle in crotch. stayed locked in box, getting mail in the city with big dreams. See me on big screens from to Bollywood, doing big things. While you slept on me, I dreamt a then kicked it. (gasping) To conquer the world, you it. Sentences show I'm senseless; you'll come to your senses. I pressed play then a long way from the MacBook. I heard Raginder on "A.D.H.D." scribbled him down in my black book. one day he'd collaborate with a no name, named Marcus O. With one goal, sign Violinder so he'll call my imprint home. Woah...I blow past 'em; play toe tag 'em even in the same verse I knew I'd be here cause life's to me is a beach chair. (hysterically gasping) Just so you know until then I go to work on those who claim that I'd get known. toting rhymes in the break room, V's presidential in the right wing. I mean, pulling strings then I might sing in Punjabi.