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Yount

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Cynically abundant
Plots yeah you know what I run with
So tough - I've had it up to here
I'm intolerant
Now that I'm here
Time to tell you about a crime
A way to adapt to a beat
One verse
One hook
Yeah you guessed it
Uh, one course at a time

Of course it is mine
Of course I'm in line
Of course I'm coursing this fine ass dime
No cap I'm addressing every second to make them mine
And in the light
All I see
Are the moments
That make me me
Best believe
In making me
They will deceive
Peering into your soul
There is no taking me

Or breaking me
Their faking every single thought
As a means to reject your own entity
Because of their inherent disrespect
Their displacing and transferring every
Conceptual thought as if they wanted to be apparent

Plastic
Elastic
I stretch myself out
I'm Mr. fantastic
You're so fake
Even your words are made of magic
Tragic
I reek havoc
Words like a bullet train
Thoughts to make you go insane
Vehemently revised the things they put into your brain

Complain,
Complain,
Culture has lost its motive again
This us verse them narrative does no one but them good until the end
Until my friends can find their path
I won't have peace
In the aftermath
I'm constantly seeking and putting attention into all of that

All of that
That is my shiz
I do this to convince a miss
To miss me well,
Or miss a shell,
Sally sold her last
'Oh well'

Miss a line,
Missed a dime,
Missed my chance to grab the light and shine
Confrontationally
Tripping over myself
When's everything guna be fine?

Pay toll had to pay mine,
Had to get back in line

Killing myself for this shit
When everything is nothing
I pretend nothing can be mine,
I can redefine,
Perpetually seeking meaning in this world of mine.

Had to
Get a grip on myself
I'm impatient as hell
You think you can tell
Well I'm standing right here
And I'm shaking violently as
An epileptic who's quit mephitic

Your acting is uncontrollable and you stink
Don't you get it
Yeah
Don't you forget the facts
Don't you forget that your mind has to be able to stay in tact
This game is completely wack
My mind is utterly shackled
My hands are tied and im in the back of a Cadillac escalade without a blindfold

Guess I'm not dyin' old
Guess I'm just tryin' to find and mold
To a bit of the story that hasn't been told
That hasn't been utterly sold,
To the youth that we lie to,
To the life that we think we can try to,
To the harm that we breed,
To the thoughts that we think,
We think we want to be free!

While we catastrophize,
We all emphasize,
Our egocentric tendencies
You make up your own pathetic lies!

As narcissists persist,
And dogmatists enlist,
The uninformed
You have been warned
Cancel culture turned it into
An eminent war
The monsters are born
The crosses are torn

I'm tearin' apart the losses I bore
What good are they for?
I'm pushing this ore
To see what's in store
To see if there's more
To see if its me
That has the ability to be truthful
When all those lie around me

No more I
I see
Why you don't think what!
I see
Yes indeed I do what!
What!
What!
Come on

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