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Low Expectations
03:21
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As I reach in the abyss of my mind i find,
my ego & my conscious ever so intertwined
a shuttle to the void, i been pimping my cocoon
breaking through the glass ceiling, sliding, two stepping on the moon
all up on the floor the window shatters
Raining, pouring pitter patter
pitching for a foul to hit the batter,
It don’t matter
I been lecturing the leaders, imma canvas ya campus
Cutting canopies, cuz actually? I could do some damage
fuck the federally factions- we say motherfFUCK the faculty,
Knuckin if you THINK you bucking? get you put out rapidly,
moving for the moment
tryna find worthy opponents
just so i could crack em down & break em into small components
They been really kicking rocks, we kicking ass-steroids
Make em freeze when I walk in like Andy’s bag of toys
Be very wary, they milking the culture for all the dairy,
I just contemplate contemporary,
Put artists in cemeteries
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—-HOOK——-
& im gone…
Fell outta place, but somehow
I just know where I belong,
Adapting to my situation but sometimes it feel so-
wrong…
I been floating by the galaxy; puffin sumn strong
Been in my mind all along
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I tiptoe on the border of a love & hate disorder,
Got a nickel for ya thoughts- but for mine? you need a quarter:
try to walk a righteous path until my legs are paralyzed,
Came up from the dirt to make a dollar, money sterilized,
Facing two-faced people ; either side you see a pair of lies,
Cheesing for the gram to weigh they worth & get it televised
try to navigate my mind but there ain’t no GPS,
Spitting acid like Chano rapping, they basic basic at best
Slow the pain wit nova cane- the ocean finna flow the same
Swimming good to be frank, got pilot Jones for the plane
I might take another trip & I might never come back,
But we keep it pushing forward, I could never run back
(Slow the pain wit nova cane- the ocean finna flow the same
Swimming good to be frank, got pilot Jones for the plane
I might take another trip & I might never come back,
But we keep it pushing forward, I could never run back)
—-HOOK——-
& im gone…
Fell outta place, but somehow
I just know where I belong,
Adapting to my situation but sometimes it feel so-
wrong…
I been floating by the galaxy puffin sumn strong
Been in my mind all along
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Denial
02:42
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Sketchy
02:49
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Waiting
02:19
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Sleepy
02:06
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Clarity
02:41
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Exit
02:41
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