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Teleportation, transmolecularization, or better still—teleport the whole planet here through music I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running Crash land and hit the ground So hard, I hardly speak No talking bout my origin Leading my hunger like Victor Orban If all of my acts of kindness are unseen Being the light at the end of the tunnel Beam me up, Scotty Parallel next to a dream Watch me fly back to orbit What I do is not done Look how far I've come I'm never looking back Look at where my eyes can see I'm in a rush against time To add my legend to the map and see Letras de cancionesThese bars are guillotine Like a synth in perfect key Locked down by the king Get out of my system with no assistance We as individuals Always pitch with pinnacles It's not rap no more This that negro, fucking spiritual That astrophysical In that instance stars are born With that instinct We just press the mic record And let it run... and let it run Let that shit run I'm on check like Venus and Flytrap It's funk, you will feel that after dark pack If you ever smoke like me and that's a fact I hit it running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running Don't ever look at evils Just get back at your people Sometimes villains are the heroes Sometimes the heroes are the zeroes Don't trust no one (don't trust no one) Don't listen to no one (don't listen to no one) Don't let life pass you by (pass you by) Just trust your gut, it's all you got Don't trust no one (don't trust no one) Don't listen to no one (don't listen to no one) Don't let life pass you by (pass you by) Just trust your gut, it's all you got I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running I hit the ground and start running The music is different here, the vibrations are different, not like planet earth. Planet earth sound of guns, anger, frustration. There was no one to talk to on planet earth who understand. Equation wise, the first thing to do is to consider time as officially ended. We work on the other side of time… From Letras Mania