[00:10.26]Formless figures in this dark abyss spawned with fingers
[00:13.37]Born as diggers in this caustic mist the primordial triggers
[00:16.19]From prime audio spinners to spitters to hoards of disks
[00:18.70]To cosmic rifts just to keep an audience drawn with bliss
[00:21.34]It begins through an infant galaxy's prevailing arms
[00:23.98]Making songs with forces formulating covalent bonds
[00:26.61]From a race that’s now erased and gone
[00:28.91]And the eclectic yet neglected dialectic of these ancient psalms
[00:31.66]He rose with prose before this sea of natives raised their arms and chose
[00:34.97]The latest cars and clothes to weigh their cons and pros
[00:38.11]And after all the hecklers of this rhyme craft
[00:40.04]He still exhales the echoes of a time past and knows that though
[00:42.65]This battered game is just a shadow of its former greatness
[00:45.37]This ain't a battle just to scorn the fake shit we take it
[00:48.30]From the dormant pawns that forfeit skill as they move through
[00:50.72]To orbits that keep it real as they used to word bond
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[00:53.86]A former shell of what it used to be
[00:54.75]You swore it well but torn and frail is what it proves for me
[00:57.41]Distorted tales of where these moves could lead
[01:00.18]The stories tell the more it fell the more its roots could breathe
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[01:13.87]She knows she's using her last paint brush smeared lipstick
[01:16.69]Mixed in her MAC makeup to mask the last break up the past
[01:19.46]This glass makes up for fashion panties yanked up her ass
[01:22.33]This fast famous with class that crash and always laugh before destruction
[01:25.57]Pure function that would ignore corruption but now it's poor production
[01:28.73]Yearning more consumption right before she fucks him
[01:31.08]She blasts his music really loud as the chorus thumps
[01:34.04]In her soulless eyes a faint description of what she holds inside
[01:36.02]Obsessed her estrogen is wetter than forest stream
[01:38.50]Her medicine's like Claritin Excedrin and Morphine
[01:41.01]It's nothing new her pussy spreads like it’s a quarantine
[01:43.88]A plague to force a scheme unto its death or to a dormant dream
[01:46.60]Another up and coming rapper with a morbid theme
[01:49.19]Who wants to shine like an aurora beam and put on for his team
[01:51.93]Such an allure to take a bad step her soul purpose
[01:54.62]To explicitly purchase his soul 'til his last breath
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[01:57.89]A former shell of what it used to be
[01:59.04]You swore it well but torn and frail is what it proves for me
[02:01.33]Distorted tales of where these moves could lead
[02:04.00]The stories tell the more it fell the more its roots could breathe
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[02:18.76]Yo the Sharpie glisten so park it you gotta listen
[02:21.11]I'm not a Christian but shit's been awfully gifted and so oddly lifted
[02:24.14]That the starship's sitting side ways it sees it my way
[02:26.39]The scripts the notes the first drafts and the colorful rhyme play
[02:29.10]Observe it perfectly poetic and immersive
[02:31.56]You hearing it one time and reminded later in first person
[02:34.40]That's my word son sentence and punctuation these youngins hating
[02:38.04]And stating fallacy and I don't feel up to wasting hard work
[02:39.71]Cause being broke could make the stomach hurt
[02:43.21]But starvation still ain't enough to make me wanna twerk and yo
[02:45.79]Dudes fake and flirt with lakes of skirts but I
[02:47.94]Relate from birth to death with rhymes that shake the earth
[02:50.68]See I need this you bleed this overstand it how I sees this
[02:53.08]It's like the truest love useless bunch you ain't even needed
[02:55.83]You breathing my breaths I could be using to relieve the stress
[02:58.57]The key is less more only ensures the game is death I miss how this used to be
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[03:11.71]A former shell of what it used to be
[03:13.14]You swore it well but torn and frail is what it proves for me
[03:15.99]Distorted tales of where these moves could lead
[03:18.97]The stories tell the more it fell the more its roots could breathe
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