EXHIBITION (feat. SWOO)
ODYSS3Y
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Under the sun I thrive But I ain't even feeling fine Under the sun I'm high I've seen all the red up in my eyes Coughing up loud in the tin Walking rebuking my sins Body keeping all the score Hoping I be scoring the bits of my wins Money-making in Japan, bitches be switching they plans from A to B Making personas to brag and then boasting by posting them, for all the people to see I'm swimming to sea Where I ought to see the gleam, the drip, and all of my fiends The devilish coming to me to terrorize hues and my skies inside of my Mind you, I'm an aligned title, I bind into the bible A disciple, you can't decipher fake hoes you called idol Then I will, school's overdosing on Nyquil Another cycle, all for some Jordan's sold from the plug, Michael Under the sun I thrive But I ain't even feeling fine Under the sun I'm high I've seen all the red up in my eyes Coughing up loud in the tin Walking rebuking my sins Body keeping all the score Hoping I be scoring the bits of my wins It's all the same; I roll an ace, a child's embrace You're open, take, white holy gates Reverse old ways, the crews of fakes Behold the saints, the weights is true, for only Dates I golden plagues, some might this day Got pours for rain, forces strange, so wholly slay May y'all praise as hunted jays As hawks in pain, like bruise away, just more than play To activate, while held through chains, hell and back, these felon raps We interact, word to black, form out glass, perform my craft, paper taps There's reason though, streets 'cause yo, peoples ill, peace to line Sin decline? See, not see, Germany, rights I scream, yellow star Mellow start, hello bar, cello part, represent testaments I'm ever far, never deep as deceased, with recipes I rest in peace The rest a piece of debt diseased dome-piece, def-less beasts Peoples sleep, assassin script, not pacifist, pass a fist, like olive oil Fluid fat, IVs stat, Roman match, Caesar track, a cross laid flat in solid soil Under the sun I thrive But I ain't even feeling fine Under the sun I'm high I've seen all the red up in my eyes Coughing up loud in the tin Walking rebuking my sins Body keeping all the score Hoping I be scoring the bits of my wins
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