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And say...

to the ceiling
All for the love of plugs, 'ugh', healing
No more Timberland
too soft for this, award-winning awkwardness
You off into the office with
In the rims with friends and like state and Paypals
In nondescript homes in
In sub-divided neighbourhoods, with made of solid wood

In roofs of clay tiles sits a couple dollars
Said I but the old me blew it
how you knew I'd do it
All my brothers, I would to paint 'em Jewish
Reinfiltrate the movement and assassinate the
Exaggerate the ass and face then to it
The brilliant but the candidates are stupid
I'm too to ask for nudes
But way too not to pursue it...

(Maybe)
Maybe you feel me I...
me when I say (Feel me when I say)
Whatever kill me
Gets me the day (Gets me through the day)

to the horses, her body porous
Absorbing up the pork, 'em enormous
Fear of rape, made 'em
shroomed in the motel room waiting to torment
Never trust a dope fiend with hopes and dreams
Let 'em play in museums the dead bodies and broken things
What happens when the sugar barons the coca kings
And they it into space

to be in place
At the teacher conference
With hallucinations in her face
The cleaning lady
She say she got a demon in the
But its through the back
And soon be leaving through the
The holla'er shouts, "Who's bright to pay a toddler
watch a ghoulish oxycontin gobbler on Hanukkah?"
Maybe a multi-million dollar launderer
Who fucked the cartels so bad, she attended on the monitor

(Maybe)
Maybe you feel me I...
Feel me when I say (Feel me I say)
Whatever don't me
me through the day (Gets me through the day)

Bad trippin' the tenderloin
Slimmer a slot to enter coins to let a nigga join
A figure like Michelle Kwan
illuminated to a hail bomb ice
Then hold it like the Elron device
pass the audition
To the poor hands sided in maelstrom's
sales in comparison pale to
the bail bonds commission
It's like out the pawn shop

Gettin' close to the magic like the wrappin' on the box
Third from the wave
And grant absurd last prayers and first from the grave
To crack the pipes like icy nights and turn mayors slaves
Politics fevers
To punish
Adjudicate the Johnsons and the ring leaders
The Howards and King Ghidorahs
E in the family tree for steam fevers

(Maybe)
Maybe you me when I...
Feel me when I say (Feel me I say)
Whatever kill me
Gets me through the day (Gets me the day)