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You dealin' with the new mosquitos, do placebo, I pledge, do 'em Haile Salassie and 'Nito rollin' on mushrooms It's quick with flu, I trend like Nipsey, blue I smoke a blunt in a hurricane to get me through Examine the fact, I took Thor's hammer from Cap No silicone in the cone, this is natural rap Technology killer, I can see the sins at the center stage Since automation started when they freed the first slaves My determination was birth from the birth of the first bent K-k-kick an opp in the face with a steel-toe Timberland Floatin' through a wormhole, back, was like, "What's the semblance?" If this the endgame, directed by John Singleton We been the best, it's the best, what's the fuckin' concept? Will Smith was Aladdin and the last man alive So fuck you, nigga, the last one's left, what's up? My niggas forever been poor, competitive for the bread In the land where the only good president is a dead one And the only real protection is a handgun Liquor shots for the dead, homies on that redrum Yeah, yeah, yeah And the rich get richer, and we get whatever the rich get sick of And each year we diggin', the ditch get bigger You eat shit for dinner, your bitch get thicker Wrote this in hell on the floor with a crayon Letras de cancionesGhost in the shell, I'm performin' a seance I broke the spell, the thoughts that they pray on And fuckers can't control a soul full of chaos American gods, the Devil is barred And Heaven is torn apart when I settle the score Develop the form, a man could never be more different I'm at the floor for killin', never before witnessed Deletin' every record, you know what I mean? Puttin' my mind on my money, downloadin', flee the scene clean Keepin' busy with algorithms, makin' 'em dizzy Put them on Ganon, watch how quickly the pricks'll forgive me They overdid it with no permission, they startin' drama Like this the dimension where Biff is married to Marty's mama They're disrespectin' niggas, connection, they outta power They'll come back to me in they darkest hour Everywhere I go, people that I know Tell me how I glow, my soul is a light show Since hall of voodoo, Ryan always said I was right though Clean is good, watchin' WCW Nitro The gangsta ain't testin' so they figured they try more Paint they selves in the corner, then they wind up at my door Like, "What up, dawg? How you feelin', mane? What you workin' on?" The homies want the green like they sayin', "Turn it on" The futurist got us sayin', "It's all" But in the land of technology, the hacker is God Who everybody charge or church up, get prepared Hopin' the social media buy your heads for bread, yeah Type of hype got nihilists gettin' scared, yeah Better life you fightin', but unaware, yeah Whoever knew revelation was really you? Revelation will get the babies wakin' up out the plantation From Letras Mania