As Above

Mic check
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Bringing it back

I get it start praying where my heart should be
She's sweet like a cookie
There's no one like me
One of a kind despite all the signs
I'm your thoughts and crimes, symbols and rhymes oh my oh
[?] and [?] mine finds with prophesize
Just a line that my outlooking life is more defined
If you plan to ask differently
Ask to split instantly
It's seen as a step foot
Inside the fucking industry

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And my fist for my fro
For that shit gets sought
I'm a bud light
Four, number four plus three that's a lucky number
Honestly, I'm probably awake in my slumber
[?] agree with me like written limb to ADHD patient
Differences that I'm patiently waiting like a infection of the nation or a suicidal contemplation
I've got pentagrams and plenty grams for your mans
That's the devils dance in your hands start a stunt
I'm forever like peter pan [?] see the lines manifest in my hand
Spreading vibes like butter on bread
Like a ghost accomplice in my head
Of course I'm upset
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Four doors, of course [?]
Fuck court [?]
No fun