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I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as though I have
A million at once
Many lives I lived
Many battles I've
I've fought, and
1]
Mass
rulers
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm past the
I'm the human
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
With tumors
threaten a nigga like me
With death I'd be to do it
And sprinkle my on my Mac computer
And rap it
While Future
And say the future
Thats the

If lookin for trouble
You ain't look far
Without the of dark

2]
The year is
Niggas is and stompin' in church, waiting for Jesus to come back alive
is still (conscious), waiting on E.T. to come out the sky
Stop all crimes, mentally ill and out of their mind
is still awaiting for fleck to get some supplies
Niggas is still like Damn, I was just to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is still (conscious), waiting for politicians to admit that they
Since we all comrades, (let them pre-locked up in them contracts)
You accept that its generous, just 'cause the man let his boot off your neck just a bit
If that shit - if that shit - if that shit was threatening, you wouldn't that it did exist
They wouldn't - they wouldn't - would've hid that shit from you, like all of your history
They brought - they - they brought Bill Nye back from the dead just to get at me
They sent so many agents my way, I could an agency
(You are conscious)
It's all about branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas wanna me
Niggas want Grammys, niggas want families, niggas think I'm crazy, I don't own a thing
Where the fuck's the manual? They can't understand me, they can't me
All that shit go, all that shit is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
do all of that go, where we gon' end up, where we all landing?
This is a shit-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only passing
(You are conscious)

I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as though I have
A million places at
lives I have lived
Many battles I've
I've fought, and
If you're looking for
You gotta look far
Without the of dark
be any stars
You may who I am
But do you who you are?
(You are, you are)
roads, they don't go nowhere
These are a dead end
had my share of losses
I've had my share of
And I sure know hell is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how could we know what is like?