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YES.
CAME THRU, DOWN TO BUILD LIKE AN ARCHITECT.
MADE ROOM FOR THE FILM AND THE DIALECT.
TURNS OUT BURN-OUT LEFT MY WORDS OUT.
MOTIVATED BY THE MURDER

pure peace beyond understanding and happiness demanding I rather talk to the architect because he know the planning gotta strength like no other just

the city of woe
I am the way into a forsaken people
I am the way into eternal sorrow
Sacred justice moved my architect
I was raised here by divine

your stink ass, bitch
I shape and build my skill like an architect
Teflon style, rhymes be Gortex
I'm the highest exalted ruler on the mic with props
All

we gonna do
Bout it
But it ain't outta sight 
And I could go outta my mind
Thinking about if this shit has been all by design
Why, oh architects have

getting far
Mar the skin over arteries with a blunt sword
What I bought a blunt for
Satisfied by, liquor, gin and tonic like a 1 chord
Nah
Huh
Watch his

a blinding light
And did decay creep in your bones
And did you fall into the night

All the people walking by
People walking in the dark
Send them all to where

listen to the people that only care if there wallet is okay
Poisoned by money
That’s all they fucking see, but we turn our back on everything, this can’t

sensor
Tryna reach number 1 like the first on the agenda
By keepin it real from January to December
Skillset clutch, magic touch and such
Have you jumpin

Why does no one answer?
Perhaps I've burnt some bridges...
Burn the towers down, and take them for the riches

The architects are engineering fate...

Time traveller green-eyed woman
An android sent by Cyberlife
Soon we'll talk through the moonlight
With the architect as the world collides

Heart

right
Working prayers what I put inside line in line I abide by em

May not be wealthy
But based on How to eat to live am mighty healthy
They say health

soul
The builder of my mansion
Out of silver and gold

He is the master architect
All is done by His design
He's the Saviour of the world
Sacrificed for

Architects on the waterside 
In the place where 
You used to run 
In the back yard the discarded 
All the stories that 
You told about the trees
You

position
Surely ready for more
Well but of course
This is more than just a moment Manifested from thoughts
Sparked by the focus
Offering a broad blast off

to television 
The programmer is playing 
With his new-found cup-and-ball 
The architect is action-painting 
Onto fallen walls 
The analyst is crawling 
From

They were hard times I'm told, 1934, my dad and his dad set out on the road
Architect by trade, nothing being made, they heard the call

I've made a study of how you move in time 
But research by itself just will not satisfy 
What we will do you won't believe your eyes! 

All of these

dread 

Living in these confines, trapped in outlines 
Built by the architects who seek to kill my mind
Celebrating docility, they rob me of my ability

you were born to sting
I am the archetype, the architect of my success
The detonator too but I've blown up in the midlands
Hometown H-town though I'm

become my own grand architect

In the shadow you stand
And you realize it's time to go
There's noone else left standing by
And the river just keeps

the dark where they found you
Peeling you apart they surround you
No escape trapped by closed gate
Might as well label it a cold case
Claws dig deep into

The world is ours now,
Fuck what you heard,
An architect,
I sculpt these words to blow your speakers out
Ugh,
In my bag like,
What songs can I leak like a bad

From destruction to construction with the architect
Talkin the seduction of corruption till ya marked for death
Serving all my functions when I punch in