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And say...

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

In roofs of clay tiles sits a million dollars
I tried but the old me blew it
Exactly how you I'd do it
All my brothers, I would love to 'em Jewish
Reinfiltrate the and assassinate the music
Exaggerate the ass and face masturbate to it
The constituency but the candidates are stupid
I'm too rude to ask for
But way too ruthless not to it...

(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)

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

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

(Maybe)
you feel me when I...
Feel me when I say (Feel me I say)
Whatever kill me
Gets me 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
Aluminum to a hail bomb ice
Then onto it like the Elron device
Then pass the
To the poor hands sided in maelstrom's
sales in comparison pale to
the Scottsdale bonds commission
like trappin' out the pawn shop

Gettin' close to the like the wrappin' on the wand box
layer from the wave
And grant absurd prayers and first favours from the grave
To crack the pipes like icy nights and turn into slaves
Politics bring
To punish
Adjudicate the Johnsons and the ring leaders
The Geese and King Ghidorahs
Cook E in the tree for steam fevers

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