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[Verse 1]
C.I.A
Death passion in pen
In the past how it went
Not how you wish
A blackout event
Blowing ash on the pan
The package is sent
Actions romantic
Back to the entrance
Look dumb
Kickin' raps in the end
Too attached to convention
All believe back in suspension
Getting brash for the tension
Blast me a mission
I can manufacture that into a splash in the system
Stack it against them
Cracked signs cracked in the head
You tossing up just anything thing you fucking had
Cause you win some
You lose some
A lot of people lose solely
The bruised soul needed new scroll to muse fully
Current mood is mute cold
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Pale moon cruise over
Can't choose peace
Something gotta move forward
Gray sky
We're reaching new lows
A cruel glow to stew over
I ain't wake up to a day I wanna do sober
Geeked up
I never move slower
True knower
Light body
Big mind
So smart to keep a knife on me inside
Rich mindset, walking on a thin line
No inside voice
Talk to God, they inclined
Not the rent high
Son of no shame
Guns in each house
Money cocaine
Clutter opaque
Fuck whatever process
Returning false Facebook prophet
Shit posts that God sent
Notes full of nonsense
Spam lord
Flood the advertising
Data breach dogma
Hit it on the logo like Dončič
You see me bottlenecked and guarded
We about to get it started
Need more opulent in garment
Type of shit I read like
??? beg your pardon