Are We In Hell, Yet?

BLACKHANDPATH

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    Are we in hell yet or just another telnet
    Business as usual is the way that they tell it
    I won't buy this shit no matter how they sell it
    Got the fire power, all that's left is to propel it
    Are we in hell yet bitch
    Are we in hell yet
    Are we in hell yet

    To the Brother Neros and all of you other zeroes
    Tell me, how the fuck is a nada gonna compete
    With Kazuchika Okadas?
    Salman Rushdie, the way I even beat the fatwa
    Practice your katas before you get caught up
    How you gonna kick when you can't even keep the guard up?
    I'm floating past that shit like I'm Zenyatta
    I'm floating past that shit looking like I'm Zenyatta

    You gotta suffer nowadays to experience artistic anarchy
    Invest in hiding explosives inside of art galleries
    AR-15 all of your cowardly mentalities
    Ey, what I gotta do to see Wrestlemania
    Attended by Brendan Dassey?
    And earthquakes at all political rallies
    Feel me or kill me, the invitations still open
    And yet it seems I'm still me
    I fuck with latinas like Link fucks with ocarinas
    Like alcoholics fuck with tequila
    Like Selena fucked with latinas
    Things often come full-circle at points
    When they have true meaning
    Perhaps you shouldn't have painted the glyphs
    To summon these demons
    Once we break into Eden
    There's no chance we're leaving, prior to bleeding
    Not even, what the fuck were you thinking
    When you fucked with these heathens

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    Are we in hell yet or just another telnet
    Business as usual is the way that they tell it
    I won't buy this shit no matter how they sell it
    Got the fire power, all that's left is to propel it
    Are we in hell yet bitch
    Are we in hell yet
    Are we in hell yet

    All I need is a psychologist
    Down to analyze all of this
    Turn down the voices in my head like a fader
    I'm pushing pass these haters like Tony Hawk's Pro Skater
    And if she don't suck dick, I'm out the window with a kickflip
    She got mad when the script got flipped
    No fakie, what up Chad Muska?
    Street style Bob Burnquist
    Hold that while I subvert this
    No file format can't convert this
    Try just once to avert this
    Feel like I'm God sent, I'm never gonna relent
    By definition that's never ending heaven sent
    Death is not a negative
    Life is a white elephant
    In retrospect, nix the psychologist
    They probably just incompetent
    Here's something with which I'm confident in
    We're better off burning down monuments than praising them
    On this I'm obstinate man
    And I've laid out the game plan
    For anyone who can follow it, man

    Stand back, you don't wanna be next to me
    In case I whip out the phylactery
    I sell black magic propane and propane accessories
    In the pro lane, so please stop testing me
    Profane money for memes is a corporate scheme
    Get rich quick dreams lead to property liens
    They reveal the details on the automatic sequences
    A single memory leak will point to your weakness
    That'll render it rudimentary to sneak in
    Easy takings for whatever they're seeking
    Turn the wrong corner, neck will end up slashed
    X'd out, covered in red like confederate flags
    Bitch is you mad, cause you got had?
    Call my comrades to stab up on your keypad
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    Another port for their data jacks and data traps
    Prey that your fate ain't that
    Take it back yo, take it back

    Are we in hell yet or just another telnet
    Business as usual is the way that they tell it
    I won't buy this shit no matter how they sell it
    Got the fire power, all that's left is to propel it
    Are we in hell yet bitch
    Are we in hell yet
    Are we in hell yet

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