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    Quinine powder and alcohol, stir until dissolved
    The future isn't flying cars, it's Rachel Dolezal absolved
    It's autonomous computers sendin' shooters back in time at the behest of defunct message boards
    Translucent man-of-war, the tentacles caress my paramour
    Implored the bitch to be sensible
    The slave master's children all looked identical
    True, the future is children, but whatever future you buildin' already look miserable
    Natural beauty, Savage Fenty, we strip mined the minerals
    The trailer is the movie, Bobby Digital

    Said he had a vision, said he had a system
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
    Said we in a prison
    Said he had a vision, said he had a system
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
    Said we in a prison

    I do a dance from '86, I'm a simple machine
    Hammering the myth, pullin' it from the extreme
    The only answer sits, sits right in between
    She been playin' in my scalp 'bout an hour it seem
    In a place called now buyin' flowers and leaves
    Black soap, crack, choke under masonic sword
    From where they tax hold two thousand dollar reward
    Found on the road, dead, pulling cotton from thorns
    Scary hour, heretic, kicks canary
    Travel Fox, wouldn't step in blood, wouldn't
    Bend the bitch one-eighty, what she asked for
    I been playin' in her ass more
    Hand of God, slept walked from Land of Nod
    Heavy lidded, past door front, tabernacle door, seeing everything
    Unknown pleasure from the belly sing
    My name already ring
    My neighbor never a word but always listening
    Thin walls, scream a full word
    No convincin' 'em

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    Akh said he had a vision, said he had a system
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
    Said we in a prison
    Said he had a vision, said he had a system
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
    Said we in a prison
    Said he had a vision, say he had a system
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
    Said we in a prison

    Medu Neter in a love letter
    Dove tears in the inkwell for a dove feather
    I make a dovetail when I spread the bills, blood money
    Heard blood sells, said it was a gimmick
    Sex sells, the Lord said I must replenish
    Get out my light, you already in my image
    My eyes can meet your twinkle and glisten
    Jeremy Scotts on my ankle, in prison
    This the flow that got Ponzi scheme written all over it
    Seen the ball of black slime, I pump fake a whole [piston?]
    Got infrared Jesus posted jumpin' out the prism
    Primary colors for prescription
    I prefer my bluntin' smothered in addiction (Yeah)
    Subjugation is the mother of invention
    Someone's pain is some other motherfucker's pension
    Your daddy was a rich man, stole an invention

    Said he had a vision, said he had a mission (Said he had a)
    Said he was the one true and living, said he had a system (Said he had a system)
    Said he had a mission (Said he had a mission)
    (Said he had a mission)
    Said he had a (Said he had a)
    Said he had a

    Said he had a mission
    Some niggas run when they see niggas runnin'
    Some niggas run and see
    I be the latter
    Four thousand years after King James claimed God's great (Who, me?)
    I said I'm flattered, time hoppin' like Peabody and Sherm
    Eyes bleedin' like Giuliani, peaking, felt little concern
    My imperfection's impressive, take L's to the chest like Laverne
    Used to rock a tar baby perm, Brer Rabbit habit
    Moves documented by the coons
    And all the gatekeepers walk pageant
    Ooh, delicioso, fresh madness, steamin'
    Right up out the pot, no seasonin'
    E'rybody wanna be the next big thing to pop out Mother Nature's gato breathin'
    Spells, chants, incantations, readings
    Yeah, nigga, it's all that
    Niggas thought we was writin' raps and we manipulate seasons
    That's no cap and all caps at the same time
    Maasai walks the same line
    Canonically and sonically, I was in the same mind
    Don't need four or five g's to call shots like a land line
    Straight from the spine, handle mine
    Sidesteppin' like it's hammer time
    Deep cut so fire that it cauterizes

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