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Leoniadus, we gon' fight
War time all the time, man we barely sleep at night
I got your back, I'm by your side, I'm loyal like a Samurai
We killin' shit

the road we head to gidi no go slow we steady speeding
Up the flow, no limits make 'em whole we giving healing
Bringing hope to all the city let 'em know we

from the basement
Imma make all my dreams happen I know when y'all capping by saying it's not a true statement
But bitch imma fuck up this whole town

you're the reason my mind's at war

Tell me why on earth am I letting you have this?
When will it be my turn to look back?
Take a chance for once

And they don’t stop 
All the pestering lies,
Love confusion
And make sadness their prize.
Away with you!
Be gone, untrue! 
The demons vie,
The demons

Pronto
Sheeeeeeeeaashhhhh
Pronto
Pronto
You let me down
But baby tell me what's new
Diamonds in the rough
You make it rough loving you
And you don't

yeah
You ain’t even as real as all your music nigga
Hear a catch phrase and then abuse it nigga
I know that we’re at war but I ain’t choose it nigga
I’m

make you cry
In the end I guess we all die
I pray to God that he take away the bad vibes
I pray to God that he take away the bad ties
I'm fighting demons

Rick with no Morty (Woo)
Dickheads old, be hatin’ like forty (Hatin’ like forty)
Make us young baws pop up with forties (Pop up with forties)
Mind ya

A particular night at the place I reside
Heard choppers in the sky but they wasn't passing us by
It stood for a while and for some odd reason I could

Evasion for years, scheming the times, taking our hands as so called Guides
Land of the Free, home of the brave, sheltered by waves of a lonely Stare

the space to create a heaven on earth
Written in verse by the mechanical megahertz
Philosophical probable laws of nature at work
Student since birth, spent my

we can have the space to create a heaven on earth 
Written in verse by the mechanical megahertz 
Philosophical probable laws of nature at work 
Student

Go make some kids, don't play with us
Break a pound down, bout to weigh it up
Please don't ask for no favors bruh
Pusha T fit, niggas play too much

Yeah, they treat us like rats in a cage
And push depression in subtle ways, make us mental slaves
Caught by the puppet, yo we call that gettin' Trumped

Pronto
Sheeeeeeeeaashhhhh
Pronto
Pronto
You let me down
But baby tell me what's new
Diamonds in the rough
You make it rough loving you
And you don't

and pop
We on the highway to hell
Is you riding or not?
You need work? just meet me at
The top of the block i got it in by the ten
And twenty dollars a pop

for our freedom
But they will never take Hope

And I heard as it were the noise of thunder
A cleansing by fire
Entire world torn asunder
Under sirens

Yeah pistolero Pazzy and all that
Stu Ferrigno yeah
Look, aight, one-two

Bumbaclot, you could die out here
This a different set of rules
We abide by

lyricist, lyricist of the year, huh

Old statements, verses deciphered by code breakers
Labels awarded them plagues that's gold plated
I'm murder with no

the stacks
You know where it's cold, we got brown in our racks
But tryna make a dollar, is a mission with the tax
Need me some commission, when I'm selling out

of Men who live on Malice
Misery, Hatred and Anti-Human porn
Hawk can wake us from our Sleep
Then amazed by his Mystique
We'll let him lead us to the Brink

a fight
It's more of a war wagging type and it's spiritual you know what i mean
The weapons of our warfare are not carnal
So we need to put together lacking

Everyone in the vicinity is vacuous
Make a succubus look like the holy trinity
City lacking wit
My poker face dead accurate
Shitty hand that I was