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Hey salute me now ya’ll you just saw me passed the bound
Me again, but now i’ve teleported to the next round
Talk is cheaper that you think, it doesn’t cost a pound
And when you see the breaking glass on time-lapse there’s no sound
About that word they wanna hear it’s not a verb nor a noun
You can rent it if you got 50 thou on your account
She said to me “It all ‘ll be good, no need to make that face frown”
Well i’m sitting in my room, sampling looping James Brown
And it goes how it must but with a crack up on the ground
Going round like in a blender in this fucking tiny town
And when you see there is no way to get away you shut ‘em down
If you don’t know now you do what goes around will come around
Pour out a lil’ liquor, then i’ll drop another rhyme
These material bitches really don’t deserve my time
By the way it’s fine, i have never crossed the line
But this time in this condition i can’t find the STOP sign
Can’t y’all understand that i don’t need nobody else
I got you in my soul forever, there’s no other need i guess
A lotta bullshit buried in the past i need a rest
It all falls down when you realize it was a test

Thangs on the page that i see will never change
Because months are passing but it’s hanging on me like a badge
If i speak too complicated – i don’t wanna be a sage
There is simply much to say – i don’t know that kind of gage
And there’s nothing left to do i even got no one to blame
You can even drop bombs but the story stays the same
We both live outside this world in parallel reality
Sure you know what i’m talking ‘bout, fuck materiality
Maybe next time, life, rhyme i’m supposed to see
You in different time and space outside this dirty galaxy
As for now there is a favor that you sure can do for me
Get the fuck outta my dreams there’s no space for you to be
But one day baby we’ll be old, oh baby we’ll be old
We’ll forget it all and rock to early morn
To the chords of that song and that sweety smoke of bong
Throwing dice on the ground, thinking where do we go wrong


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