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you, to me

Watch the second sun set
Seven days of unrest
I'm thinking some synaptic secret spoke
Hidden in the subtext
Infinite regress
It's elephants

that's the truth 
I wanna see you do what I do 

I like Benjamin's Washington's and Jackson's too 
Love the Lincoln man Abraham 
By the age of 2 
Need

By the influence of the devil
And it's very easy for us to fall
Into the trap of wickedness
Now let me start
When shaytan can't get to us himself
He

with the rest
Cause life can be pretty funny
And sometimes for no fucking reason in one second
It can gets very ugly
I remember the night
Police killed

now we race to the Center of ...

...The clock veins spin mandalic out of sync.
My seconds now are measured in distance
‘tween You and I ...trapped

he could be a part of it
I just hit a nigga in his mouth, now he's stuttering
Seven year old kid over here playing with toys
Fuck this drill shit, I'm

When we're together there are never boring moments
Damn day derailed by predatory towing
Second-floor abode, that I'm settled more at home in
When I was

and bust a right
Seven billion people and I still feel alone at night
Prayin' for my brothers on the daily cause they in the trenches still

When it's drill

Puffing on 30 on 30 on 30
24 7 the weed is sticky
Getting my mom
A cup of green tea
I'll be back in a minute
Smoking some green leaf
Ill be back in

experience seven seconds
Gotta mention if I write it in pen, just know I meant it
Put it all in ink, five white bitches and they all N'Sync
Bring 'em in, put

shit inside me
4am chilling in the hills all by myself, shit
You know where to find me
I be on my own, fuck around, I don't need no help, yeah
I'm from

the coroner
They know me by reputation from all the bodies pouring in
Meanwhile, me and Chuck are working on a Bowflex
Redman rolling up blunts talkin, who's

I make her double take; I make her double take; 

I make her double take she take a second look; She hoping I'm choosing; hoping to hear all my music;

boss
In this shit ass job, spirits meant to be free
Obviously, God Is far

Blinded by the thronez and crownz, daps and throw pounds
Double digit stacks

with the 700
North Face nuptse on the sleeve it say 700
Caught a case at the airport with 7 pumpkins
I'm high class player couldn't fuck with a Suki
Got

and
I go crazy, I get violent
What's the message, did I send it
Think I'm gonna have to end it

Second passage, twenty-seven
I don't think I'll get

When I was 7 I said I'll
Buy you a Jeep, dad
I still remember your blue truck
And the engine sound
While you were driving your hands
Always made

Turning words to pictures
Seeing a rose that withers
Psalms read in scriptures
Twisting up these swishers

Liquor in my liver
Sitting alone by

and all the blood
Got my bible in a suitcase
And I think that's quite enough
I think that's quite enough
Missed death by a second
That could have been me

by the undies 
The bastards moving python

Insane
Got legerdemain
Pick up the chain
Get over here
An let of the flames
Like the frassers group I got

do, so I give you what you be deserving
And I'ma go get it by any means necessary
Cause I know that you worth it
Yeah, you worth it
Get that Prada
Get

On a notecard three by five
Picture perfect rose
With a note on the other side
I might not have the finer

Things but I got me this one
And its Crayola strokes

daytime
In the back of my mind, it wasn't fine
Petrified by this design, need realign
I put my cards on table and roll sevens every time
Don't you have some

sitting my throne,
on top of it all
back to begging for mercy,
in the backseat of a broken engine hyper flying bus,
traveling to halves of seconds already