To End Is to Begin (feat. Kylei Styles)

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(Let me) 
Begin with the finish 
Nothing's wrong with the physics 
Higgs boson collisions 
Like a cork when it blows this flow is uplifting. 
It's a roast and we toast good living 
To my kids, my wish is 
That their lives are filled to the brim with riches 
Give me grand kid kisses 
To my wife 
I'm sorry, that I didn't listen, to you, ha 
Look at us now 
Are we what, you envisioned? 
Blurred lines 
We try to keep it straight but, but 
We're straight tripping 
Bae, we reached the end, 
But my pen isn't through spilling 
The ink is still wet, dripping 
Off the papers edge, 
Sent here to take a test 
A lifetime of study but we sometimes still forget... 

To end... 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end 

(Let me) 
Begin by going light speed... 
Like going back in time speed 
To a place and time more likely 
To produce a man who just might be 
Attuned to the plan of the man on high see 
But, it was all too sweet
and it began to rot my teeth like Hi-C 
But, I was at the end of my rope 
On the receiving end of a rope a dope like Ali 
Lost all hope and the drugs were not 
The potions that I had hoped for 
These scenes in my dreams constantly awoke me 
Clutching my throat closed off 
Please don't leave me 
Were the pleas that I pleaded
Begged, conceded and confessed repeated 
Rinse and repeat it
At last I can see that 

To end... 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end 

(Let me) 
End with the beginning 
Paths wend every which way 
When they splay go on stick a fork in my sinning
Was stuck on no silver spoons in my mitts 
Let alone in my mouth and yet I spit 
As if there was gold hidden in our plastic spoons
3 In a bed in my moms bedroom 
Except that I slept in my baby brothers crib... 
Til I was 4 guess I'd grown too tall 
There was just no more headroom 
But that was before my Pops spun run and begun 
What would become a revolving door 
And I won-dor, if before I was one or 
Before my mum was, um, sore 
Did I... 
See it as a means to an end 
To end my disbelief 
Which would've led me to see that 
To end... is to begin 

To end... 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end 
Is to begin 
Let's end 
Let's end (this) 
To end

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