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And say...

Opium to the
All for the love of plugs, squealing 'ugh',
No more turf
too soft for this, award-winning awkwardness
You walking off the office with
In the rims with friends and like state trials and
In homes in Arizona
In sub-divided neighbourhoods, with made of solid wood

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

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

to the horses, made her body
Absorbing up the pork, made 'em
Fear of rape, 'em informant
Fully shroomed in the motel waiting to torment
Never a dope fiend with your hopes and dreams
Let 'em play in with the dead bodies and broken things
What when the sugar barons meet the coca kings
And they beam it space

to be in place
At the parent conference
With screaming in her face
The lady crazy
She say she got a demon in the
But its eating through the
And soon be leaving through the
The holla'er shouts, "Who's enough to pay a toddler
That watch a oxycontin gobbler on Hanukkah?"
a Phoenix-based multi-million dollar launderer
Who fucked the so bad, she attended court 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' through the
Slimmer that a to enter coins to let a nigga join
A skater like Michelle Kwan
illuminated to a hail bomb ice
Then hold onto it like the Elron
pass the audition
To the hands sided in maelstrom's position
Street in comparison pale to
the Scottsdale bail bonds
It's like trappin' out the shop

Gettin' close to the magic like the on the wand box
Third layer from the
And grant absurd prayers and first favours from the grave
To crack the pipes like icy nights and turn mayors slaves
bring fevers
To dealers
the Johnsons and stop the ring leaders
The Geese Howards and Ghidorahs
Cook E in the family tree for fevers

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