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    [verse 1]
    Today isn't just any occasion
    My button-up's a nigga and the jacket's caucasian
    Black and white crimes is the justification
    Gold tie to separate them from their closet relation
    Cause what my nigga asked is like acceleration
    And if i die before you die, i'll be in hell awaiting
    I'm a sick minded freak, six minds kinda think
    Sitcom blinded geek found life by hide-and-seek
    I climb the steep, the blondest streak, the line's with skeet
    Life is a trick cause she kinda sweet
    Then go behind your spinal structure cause she sly and weak
    Four bars left and i'mma lie in the street
    Where the crosswalk is met by a 90 degree
    Two bars and going before the light turn green
    One bar and come and blink to the next scene
    My eyes are red cameras, scarin' all of you amateurs
    Me and my dangerous wolves are running los angeles
    Dope in the can of this canister, green cannabis
    Write mellowhype on the banister, get my analysis
    I like how being anal sits, tell 'em stick to the manuscript
    I think with the same hand i writ, breakin' grams down
    With my words, my bong like i write with my dick, the nite is crypt

    [bridge]
    I illustrate the past that i journey
    Can't nobody see me, nor can somebody hurt me
    Flow contagious like a herpy at the tip of a slurpie
    Straw that you draw in your effective cause friend

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    [hook]
    Close your eyes, what do you see?

    [verse 2]
    I see nothing sometimes, i see nothing but rhymes
    Mental crimes, fulfill the lonely times and percussion
    Melodies of keys are the remedies of these
    The only steeze is the snare blowin' smoke in the air
    I see the weary-teary motions fallin' off your very shoulders
    Browsin' the i-don't-care folder seems to be the escape
    Determination is the key, you gotta let go of faith
    And everyone you gave your faith to so faithful
    Ungrateful, they make you, and they make you sad
    Hop out of your passenger seat, heated catchin' a cab
    The fiasco just opened up a closed scab
    Sore feelings, more feelings, your feelings collaborate

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