Lyrics:
I'm really just getting started no finish I'm feeling like I am a prototype
Gotta get outta this city its full of some people that I cannot be alike
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
in the limelight
Get it popping
Phone full of options
Nothing in common
Keep her pages public
They always watching
When she walks by
Pause and use
never masquerade with the devil in disguise, that's hellified
Riding butterflies, wings of a dragon, pleasant surprise, and I found my end when I lost my
soldiers
Take the world in their hands
Thousand light years we had overcome
Across the universe
It? a long way to the landing ground
The mission gets
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
Close to the edge, down by the river.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Seasons will pass you by,
Now that it's all over and done,
Called to the seed,
don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I
It's the first one
Not the last one though
We tearing this shit up
My girl yeah she riding on me every Morning
Every morning
My girl going high yeah
the only one in the world
When I look in your eyes
I see you're mine
By the end of the night
Is it love? Call it chemical
The way you touch, so
of the night
I wanna be the only one in the world
When I look in your eyes
I see you're mine
By the end of the night
Is it love? Call it chemical
The way
do it for you
Your efforts are fruitless
That's not what you were meant for
A prototype of Übermensch
That's not what you were meant for
Your money's
I hope that you're the one
If not
You are the prototype
Day after day I jot down in my journal
Got them sucking on their teeth as if they picking
an awful friend
And an awful guy to fall in love with
And I know the way this story goes
I'll still read it til the end and I know
That I won't be satisfied
ever, till the end of time
Grindin', workin', hustlin' on this mission, I will never quit
Every single track you put in front of me I'm killin' it
It's a hard life, fight against the weak
It's a hard life, threatened by our freedom
Be on your way
Things are gonna change
It's a hard life,
it, it's as good as dead
It has to come to life
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, only way to make a work of art
Every moment makes
it, it's as good as dead
It has to come to life
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, only way to make a work of art
Every moment makes
What it look like? See a lot of prototypes
Bumpin' Street hype, without enough
Nigga bite here's a little street advice
Pass me the mic
Hope you got your
proves you're Godsend
I just wanna wake up by you, everything you want give you double
Bora Bora tix for two, we make love 'til day 'n night end
Till
it every night into the day
I don't like to let the light get in the way
I'm no open book, but forget it
'Cause if you didn't get it before, you
attack
Just a dream with no end in sight
Waking up to evening
Now it seems I live this rotten life
Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands
Tick tock
Tick tock
Like it or not
Your fifteen minutes
Your fifteen minutes
Your fifteen minutes are up
The words
Your anthropocentric ways
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