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This is The Hamster Wheel, Season Four, thank you for listening, I'll see you soon
We think of the self, the ego rather, as a repository of memories

I ain't, pressed by my pills, not here N***a now lack, no fear, it's clear
Focus bring change, no sneer, I'm here Tryna shed light on the real

of writing these songs
Still think that you'd be the one
Cos I can't, get through this life on my own

I'll put my ego on the shelf
So we can talk about our

We were small cells in the universe
Born of an excessive ego
seeing us bigger than we are
a natural destructive force

we only prosper in violence

Everytime I walk in the street, I kill their ego
Not me that I want 'em to see but Jesus' figure
His Holy feature guarantees eternal future, so..
Am coming

keeping ‘em from growth
Is the ego, I ain’t saying let it go
‘Cause mine been getting seen when it need to
On the scene getting lethal
I been keeping every

who cares if we're stranded here/

War ain't on the channels it's covered by scandals/

Another rap beef, blind fold made of lambswool/

When you pull

self-defeat
We squandered the only chance of solace
Universal ego death
Myopic ants which march into the flames

Thousand clawing nails on damp flaxen walls

again
Oh no 
You’re such a fool

Hubris was committed again
Hubris was committed again

Hubris was committed again
Hubris was committed again

Your ego is

presence
Not a lifetime journey of practice and prayer to hold me there in that moment
My mind easily distracted by flights of fancy, dreaming, wandering,

that I won't ever fit into the game
I've been swayed by the comments that they leaving on my page
When I should really get a grip and count the checks

I aint no simp
So, Becca, you can save it
Don't call me Mr. Means, I regret I even made it. I'm unbothered
By the unrepost
I built you up inside my

textes
Silence bitch I hope you get messages
Coulda had me bitch and now you can't flex and uh
By the way I'm fucking ya exes ha
It's a hair flip
Check

trigger a memory
Collaborate
With your ego we split you
I can wait
Splintered minds are easy to break
We have been trying for ages
We will make you feel
We

or it gon' end wit me
Dealin' with my ego, wonderin' where do we go
Smoking all night eyes red, maraschino
Woke up this mornin' just to ash all in your

and to keep it real
I ain’t really into wasting mine wouldn’t have a state of mind
to create a rhyme or do some shit productive
would have been distracted by

like nitendo
Call me baby and onye ego
Ukwu saranbara na dim nma
Baby is so fine
baby sofly sofly give man
Baby is so fine
Ukwu saranbara na dim nma
Baby

caught 3 hats
Tried to catch 3 more nigga
I was that young nigga standing on shit by myself
Fuck no i dont need no nigga
Nigga u a chump talking on the net

telling you its worthless
Everything you need is behind your ego curtain
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
Na
Let me go back

to their ethos, inflating their ego
But when they don't get it, they topple the pieces
The envy is obvious, brain rearranged like they got a lobotomy
Popping

better days
Fulfilling the industry either ways
Say how you been to me with the praise
And boosting my ego long in the days
Got nothing on me to carry

Picture Perfect

Written By D.I.O.

Picture Perfect
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
Right
Huh
Yeah

Huh
I been moving picture perfect check the angles,
Rather cut

a swollen ego
Victimized by everybody else
Self-righteousness has become so engrained
You believe the lies that you tell yourself

Stay miserable
Intolerable

of afterthoughts
I caught a feeling that reminded me of how I captured loss
My alter ego goes by Steeg Marty the ARTYchoker
He parties harder than the ghost of Chris