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i know, i disappeared and popped up in making chairs with a beard
and those that love me probably thought it was weird
while the haters was happy, thought my destiny was cleared
and any artist that you love veered
especially they hated the image that they mirrored
i got a text said "p, please get up"
some light shining outlining my shit up
the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the
the stones, the admirers, and clones
you n-ggas dreams that are boxes full of foam
in and out of dimensions i walk walls
just you can't put me in a box, thats all
no davinci and twilight stubs
don't take this wrong, but let you taste 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 position
you knew i was coming, choiceless, you
now i look up and ask why you've been for
i shall hover for splendid
alone makes me other, plus the return of the jedi
i study how the brooklyn machine
thats word to big and his eye
i rise to the top the sun
i to the pocket like a gun
i fire, drop ya then it's done
they like, happened, we trapped him
hatred is when i imagine
look at you in ya lungs, gasping
on the dancefloor, he, he michael jackson
bitches should home they do so much cummin'
y'all should backwards you do so much frontin'
take this sun we got too much sunning
now examine what you thinking, running
run too hard, you might ya meniscus
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