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moves, shmegula shmegula
I'm in it by myself, I see no competitors
I'm in it by myself, I don't see nobody catching up
On a boss tip
Malibu I sip
Biles

big mood on repeat, packs get flipped, I’m loading all week
All of this money is nuttin to me
Flashbacks to days getting dussed by the Ds
Play your

I am the chef 
Chef in a coup 
Chef in a space ship
My clothes make me shape shift 
I feel like an Xmen 
I'm running the whole gang 

I'ma go fuck

feel ascension, travel through dimensions
That's just my expression when I feel a deep connection
I'm an angel in the sky
When you see me flying by
I

a cartoon
Drawing this out, my sound pollution like car fumes
My dreams are like Moby Dick, their in sight of my harpoon
Even if I'm a lonely dick marooned
I

(Plug) uh huh, yeah
Yeah (Bitch)

Kickin' this shit, like I'm Younghoe Koo
Pourin' that drank, it's a two times two
Want no relations, it's fine by

a bit then I take off like a rocket 
You better not be in the way cause ain’t no way you can stop it 
Pray and be on it, I work til I top it, I’m not

through Guide my steps, play by play
I love it when I'm walking with you day by day I can't lose my sight, I can't lose my place
So don't let me fall

have you gone
I cannot fight away my fears
Away my fears

I've been stressed and in shape
And I need to quit playing
I know that I'm dead
I'm sick

the night and prayed, He cut to shape
Apologies to all of ya'll who made, it aint no shade
I'm working for the youth, keep them fresh and pave the way, yeah

good by myself
And I portrayed my soul
Project him up on a shelf

I'm in a place where I never been before
I'm feeling strange unfamiliar with every door

is behind a shroud
Formerly high regarded
But currently feeling down
My thoughts are bouncing around in my head like it's pinball
But if I'm around

Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it
By any damn means ima get it
Trapping or rapping or legally living
I'm still finna get to them digits

I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out

I'm like an ocean
On the surface I'm alive and smooth
Under the shallow I'm stirring deep and blue
What it takes to break me?
Take me and shape me

shape
You the great
It's no mistake

She a vibe
Wear makeup
Don't need disguise
So nice
Keep her eyes dry
Mean enough
To make mmm cry
That coke bottle
I'm

the city on my back
Got the mic on my plate
Stay in shape and stay consistent
But with rappers I overate
It's sick with then overrate
I'm the one that they

The Stranger (Misanthropy)
Words & Music By F. Cantos

This Is Me
The Wicked One
A Man Without His Own Home Land
Everywhere I Found Myself
I’m

Yes I'm feeling dirty rich in this
With the rhythm from Oz my drummer hits with every ounce as we play on what is weighed out


Cymbals crash is

your oasis
Same when you had braces
Had no fucking status
Or bathing in em basins
Held by hands so gracious
Always been the same case
Always been

wasting away
I'm going numb
Eternal embrace
I'm never safe
Come take me away
My heart is filled with rust
Bound by these chains
My head in a cage
Consumed

you love i don't what you say
You need know i need you by my side who knew you wouldn't stay
I had to re focus my mind and get it back in shape
I even

The Exquisite Machinery of Torture

Meshuggah

Chaosphere

1998

reflugent with disease -
In outward motion to redress the balance by retaliation.
A terminal journey to relieve cognition of Ability
Minds lit like

Monday Mourning Ant Brigade

The Bouncing Souls

Hopeless Romantic

1999

brigade

Fuck it all, no regrets
I’m staying in and you can bet 
It sucks outside in the pouring rain 
I'll smoke some pot and fry my brain
Thom cut