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World Off (Untitled 02 remix)
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Thundercat
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I’m sick and tired of being tired Can’t pick a side my Gemini Self judge whether you live or die Either way bloods gonna cry Best believe I really always see Put my life on a silver screen Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me? Get god on the phone Tell the kids come on We gon farm again And create crops alone World has gone crazy Where did they wrong? It’s catastrophe, it’s a war zone Get dad on the phone Y’all just gotta know Roads lead back to Rome I ain’t coming home World has gone crazy Where did we go wrong? It’s an icy rink, it’s a labyrinth Get her on the phone I just got a raise I spent it on a plan I’m boutta get some land And I’m bossing up B*t*h get out the way I’m the only way We can elevate Ah Temper is frozen, it’s deep down the ocean Ah I don’t do the hoping, yeah all of it’s stolen Ah My spirit awoken, I know that I’m chosen Now you all on me, I was never your homie I’m sick and tired of being tired Can’t pick a side my Gemini Self judge whether you live or die Either way bloods gonna cry Best believe I really always see Put my life on a silver screen Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me? Get god on the phone Tell the kids come on We gon farm again And create crops alone World has gone crazy Where did they wrong? It’s catastrophe, it’s a war zone Get mom on the phone Flashback nino, sitting down playing games aftermath became great Reminiscent on times them saying I would be nothing, now I’m 20 something wit a double annual budget Juggling shoulder chips while the world’s still crumbling Mom, I’m bout to really kick the f**ken bucket either that or alter this construction I quit given into the consumption, everything here means nothing Traded guidance wasn’t part of our junction, love rains in I’m getting lit at my party Veined efforts flowing throughout my body, regained power yeah I guess I’m the one Man f**k it, mi soul really the sun Glowing gold while I’m playing no role Music recording, time stop drop and roll Their actings old, I ain’t watching their shows Always known to bring headphone scissors around, it’s the world that I like to cut out Painting pictures without shadows of doubt Dark inking cause these evident messages bold Status be incognito and work is covert Change your vibes cause my 963 hurts Kill the hype then put it deep in the dirt Overwriting, the emperor always gon work Tried to help but none of which perked That b*t*h there she already been dead That boy there he already been dead Crying men, environment products failed once again Uh well not my problem, replication means no self a**ociation Hard to bear the news but that’s my golden statement I could put your favorites all in a hearse Guarantee that’s something none of em want Triple threat, you won’t want problems wit us Speaking of which, I found peace in Nunavut Far but same feeling of us cold as f**k What if I become reasons they done? Sh*t I’m just too real as they come, I mean what are you dumb? I’m protecting my babies, this world is too crazy The knowledge fulfills me daily, sh*t you could sit on the boy but don’t get too lazy All of our ments can be suffixed like why are you angry? Do I need some changes? Yeah, black and white has that polarity co op don’t f**ken flip like the sidekicks we’d phone up Get god on the phone
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