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Look out I'm in a future hole
Look out I'm in a future hole
Look out I'm in a future hole
And I don't know where to go

Year 2073
Only seven days

em, dip em
Wait, now the nigga limping
Fuck it, spin again
I ain't even thought of killing, damn
Ak brownie, you can tell just by the sound
Yes you can

want a do over
Seven out of ten deals
They were screwovers
I lead by example
Of a true soldier
They talk global warming
To me its getting colder
Somedays

cracked his skull
He fell in cold puddle by the rain that falls
Lost his consciousness until the wet has soaked
And yet again he woke up
Angry he was fed,

under ladders, seeing black cats, spilling table salt and stepping on every crack and yet, I’m still trying to turn my thirteens into sevens, so I’m

Forbidden wisdom
Concealed and arcane
The power of the moon
Directed through your brain
The light of the night
Moulded by your pinky finger
Father
I

my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song

I said to hank Williams
How lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing

the struggle, he was there by himself
No role models or idols, not suicidal
Cause I know it gets better, my life is unquantizable
Like this Frenchtoast beat
Not

coins are uncomfortable in my pockets, uh

Sitting by my computer
Mom comes inside the lair
"It's smelling like a sewer
You should go and get some

the conquered to not resist
Better yet, to make 'em think they are
False enemies are made for you, by you
You still categorise yourselves
so FLY if you think you

the conquered not to resist
Better yet, to make 'em think they are
False enemies are made for you, by you
You still categorise yourselves

So FLY if you think you

of dawn when the winter falls
Real bitches stick together
Make it up to heaven
Through the streets
Through the one eight seven
That's Above Rim
My verses

Trust me when I say you ain't heard nothing yet
You cannot stop us man we can even bet
Man I'm so grown I ain't afraid of taking risks
Sorry to say this

times get hard, she will stay
Singing songs by the bay
Wonderful way to end the day
Don't fall, man, not quiet yet
There's so much more to digest
Looking,

again
Ain't read my bible in a while I'm on my knees like lord help me
I'm trying to spread a message, it ain't just about me getting wealthy
If you need

Living by sword dying bout it should be simple
I'm on her mind cuz I always get the mental Doing them hits you better treat em like they Missions

to do two minutes)
(It ain't been two minutes yet)
(Ok ok I got you I'm about to go back in then fuck it)
I'm back again like I missed on the first spin
I

by seven baby
I'm in heaven baby, rolling on some medicine, baby
Hey, see the look on your, on your face
Oh you felt alone, and then you fucked around,

unreal
A couple of days before she says we can talk about anything
We end up never talking again
How it goes

You said come on over
It's seven am,

letters you're teaching are LSD
Were your badly made scribbles
All drafted by children
Too vastly illiterate to handle your gimmick?
Like Galactus
I'll

than seven days to
Leave this little pest erased, yet
All it’ll take is the butt of my shoe
And this caterpillar won’t need to play dead

In the light

God for this project
To the bikers deceased 
We're not done yet
Let everybody in Bayou Saloon knows
I'm talking bout the biggest Harley establishment

Four years in the making, and we finally doing shows
Frozenboyz, the seven frozen pillars have arose
Ain't made my appearance yet but surely down

Haven't been in seven cause my mom's mama died
Getting too old, so it's no point in crying
If he did her name again, bet that nigga dying
Fly, nigga,