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(альбом: Our Pathetic Age - 2019)

You dealing with the new mosquitos, do placebo, I pledge, do 'em
Haile Salassie and 'Nito rolling 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
Floating 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 fucking 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 digging, the ditch get bigger
You eat shit for dinner, your bitch get thicker

Wrote this in hell on the floor with a crayon
Ghost in the shell, I'm performing 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 killing, never before witnessed

Deleting every record, you know what I mean?
Putting my mind on my money, downloading, flee the scene clean
Keeping busy with algorithms, making 'em dizzy
Put them on Ganon, watch how quickly the pricks'll forgive me
They overdid it with no permission, they starting drama
Like this the dimension where Biff is married to Marty's mama
They're disrespecting 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, watching WCW Nitro
The gangsta ain't testing 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 feeling, mane?
What you working on?"
The homies want the green like they saying, "Turn it on"

The futurist got us saying, "It's all"
But in the land of technology, the hacker is God
Who everybody charge or church up, get prepared
Hoping the social media buy your heads for bread, yeah
Type of hype got nihilists getting scared, yeah
Better life you fighting, but unaware, yeah
Whoever knew revelation was really you?
Revelation will get the babies waking up out the plantation