I'll probably take the advance
And run to the setting sun,
and bang out the eleventh one
Hired to bring fire while I work release
Mental prisons can't hold me
Separate from the old me,
when I hear that OG special rhythm
Intricate combination of lyrics and melody
till our spirits are heavenly
to get us through the day
We leech to the pain, provide inspiration
long as my target's painted
Where do we go when we have no home?
You supported the mu sic,
We actin' stu pid, try to make it home
And order me a nice prostitute
Lots of you probably fantasize,
I find a place in my mind and I live it
Call music, it's hard to refuse
There's a fine line of use
if it's what I used to be
Now I usually warm it up gently
Before I go in and smash it ten deep
Re lentlessly, chokin' these hard words
My life is a series of films,
Sequel will be equal to the prequel
Meanin' there's no timeline
Exposition, my mission is see -through
This man's spirit transparent,
locked inside of the people?
let's go ride on the wheel
Used to follow the mu sic,
We actin' stu pid, tryna make it home
We actin' stu pid, tryna make it home
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