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to mention, maybe cause my swag is different
Nothing means nothing
Nothing means nothing

Nothing means nothing, what do you mean by that
More I'm talking about

“Lesbionicle Chronicle”by Rhune Kincaid and Diana Van De Kamp
Diana:I’ve got Joanie from Mad Men in my sights, And Kate Upton in a lingerie pillow

you,
Turnt to dust fallen albums. 

When I get on this mode, this the crown of the thorns,
Ripping devil horns, from a future that is born. 
This

I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
'Til all my sleeves are stained red

Returned on this album, promised y'all I would
I was like I should, and I could
We out here in the woods
Tracks for days, racks for days, I'm in

it's Jurassic
Wait you gotta know
Of this thing
That got me laughing
(HA HA)
All you rappers
Think that you
Can keep up
Swear I'm making albums inna day

Bet my friends are tired of listening
I got nothing new to say
Baby, if you were a record
There ain't no other one I'd play
You're my desert island

by the smoke
Uh uh
My memories
I'll never stop
Really really making these
Its just something I love
Uh
Two feet down
From the stress, you cant knock
If

to Megan niggas acting like they don't know my body-ody
Reminding y'all again I'm a real nigga, in medially
Niggas actin' tough online but pussy in r

popping; it don't mean they like yours 

Feeling like Django, finally sitting on that white horse 
You need Genius for the album, we decoding like morse

cheating
There's something wrong with being a tyrant
There's something wrong with winning unfairly
All of those things are bad
You should be a monster,

cause I think that battle rappers
Are better rappers then most industry rappers
But it's some underground rappers that's better them all the rappers
Put

Well, we're here
This is it, this is the third album
This is East of Eden, welcome to the show ladies and gentlemen
It's really been a wild ride

leaving no witnesses
How'd I go from eating spam
To ordering dishes that I can't pronounce
Haters hating on me, y'all pathetic man without a doubt
You are

the playlist
Passenge(r) Jolly drum and thighs
Don't know why but at this time
I'm just singing its been a vibe
I can't, help it feel anxious
Vacations so god

no one here but me and you (Hey!)
Tell me all about your favourite bands (I love that album)
And all the festivals that you've got planned
I'd love

like cereal
Come through dripping this material
Bitch I been on it, bitch I'ma original
Who go live just to throw some subliminals
Bitch you are lame,

me
I know you can tell by the swag of my jeans and these J's on my feet
Your music trash please do not blame me
Take one look at you and I backspace,

you know I be fearless
But there's not a substance that can really heal this
Weeks passing by, one too many sesh gaffs
Thinkin bout my future they say

What if we are living
In a really giant kitchen
Somewhere between the fridge and 
the old milky way

And every living being
Is a molecule of season

out here in my dojo, I know how to add kicks
Made a whole album solo, ya'll can't call me average
I'm always on the go-go, ya'll can't grasp this
Might

ngayon part 2
Produce by Mark fucking beats man appreciate y'all
Its the last song from the album starving artist lets go

Di mo lang alam ikaw lang ang

I-I-I got canceled on Twitter for the 60th time
Tweeting around with a dunce on a sign
That's wrapped on me, people will forget by the time

and quit the hate
Theres to much tall poppy syndrome
When we trying to kick it by K R S ONE in the states
While repping us Maori's with pride
Stay focused