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i know, i disappeared and popped up in paris chairs with a beard
and those that love me thought that it was weird
while the haters was happy, they thought my destiny was
and any artist that you love have
especially when they hated the image they mirrored
i got a text said "p, please get up"
some light brightly outlining my shit up
the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the
the stones, the admirers, mini-me's and
selling you n-ggas dreams that are boxes of foam
in and out of i walk through walls
just saying you put me in a box, thats all
no davinci codes and stubs
don't take this wrong, but i'll let you the blood

so fitting, the in my system, makes me want to squish them
king foot, the beast has awakened
the pro tools taping, my blatant
you knew i was coming, choiceless, you
now i look up and ask why been for satan
i shall hover for splendid
alone makes me other, plus the return of the jedi
i how the brooklyn machine works
word to big and his dead eye
i to the top like the sun
i rise to the like a gun
i fire, ya body then it's done
they like, what happened, we him
hatred is obliverated when i
look at you drowning in ya lungs,
blood on the dancefloor, he, he jackson
bitches should stay home they do so much
y'all should backwards you do so much frontin'
take this sun we got too much sunning
now lets examine you thinking, running
run too hard, you might tear ya
and if you try to run up you get ya wig split
and htis that we runnning is viscious
i hate to eat and run but was delicious