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And say...

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

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

(Maybe)
Maybe you me when I...
Feel me I say (Feel me when I say)
Whatever don't 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, 'em informant
Fully shroomed in the motel room waiting to
Never trust a 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 it into space

Seem to be in
At the teacher conference
With screaming in her face
The lady crazy
She say she got a in the safe
But its through the back
And be leaving through the gates
The shouts, "Who's bright enough to pay a toddler
That a ghoulish oxycontin gobbler on Hanukkah?"
Maybe a Phoenix-based multi-million launderer
Who fucked the cartels so bad, she attended court on the

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

Bad trippin' through the
Slimmer that a slot to coins to let a nigga join
A figure skater like Kwan
Aluminum illuminated to a bomb ice
Then onto it like the Elron device
Then the audition
To the poor hands sided in maelstrom's
sales in comparison pale to
the Scottsdale bail bonds
It's like trappin' out the shop

Gettin' close to the like the wrappin' 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 mayors into slaves
Politics bring
To dealers
Adjudicate the Johnsons and stop the ring
The Geese Howards and Ghidorahs
Cook E in the family for steam fevers

(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)