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herald powers - mid-game lyrics

probate for deathwish lo mein for breakfast roll rink in
west bank toll pay and spent it won’t pay for entrance
soul flame intrinsic wart snake in bullace
buffaloberry silver line hooded
fortold with eter karina
astral to mecca medina, uh

can’t keek it and faena for the bull got my eye on the target
murder rhymes never verbicide, just a lost boy
writing for my realty, argent velvet argent
frequency of realty

homie dont get confused, this ain’t that mealymouth rap
hear me out, black, they ain’t get the picture to depict it
need a image tube, bred the light in the darkness chalk this up to empty sp-ce
then retrace my steps, but you left misdirected i hit the shake and bake
ballin like im walter shots it water haulin -ss up out the naval base
bottled up centuries of pain, feel like my heartache long
but my memory drain
feel like a fractal of a fragment only practice is just balance
i need access to the cactus or the mdma
burdens carried, hurt severely im divided
like the axis and my actions show that many relate
i was stuck monkey drunk add the jasmine in gorilla glue
pain on my soul demon bounty b-tch im ill and brute
status is a attribute of miniscule
drastic, sh-t get to the head the sh-t is dead
you get the guillotine, quatzlcoatl sent a breath of fire
cause the air ain’t even fresh supply a charge to my adrenaline
it lightning bolt to chakra shock your wheel
to much superpower had me blacking out just like vanilla beans
too much hypertension thought a n-gga need nitrendipine
plot on my manilla scheme, soul sick whats a gold fish
to a gold finch
i feel like im both mixed
rise high, then your toes tense soul lift and
thats how the story goes

go, go
go (vye 7-9 and you preying with me)
(vye 7-9 and you preying with me)
go
go
(vye 7-9 and you preying)

boxcar profit for my empire from boxboy
boxelder woodwork apparatus with boxfish
box column, hollow how low can limbo when shots rip
life stress punch wrong door with the loose box bolt
bow shock through your lo top and wak drop quick
burning bridges they just want construct em with the box beam
i, in the future and that sh-t was just a popped dream
i, in the past then my ka force swapped scenes

im fubar k!ll a f-cking question
operation get that ugly motherf-cker off my shoulder asking why me
im fubar k!ll a f-cking question

never needed the same groove
power turned off then i hit em with the chain rule
taste clouds like chaste childs and wet dreams
concoct cool boom bap kicks and quaaludes

- herald powers lyrics

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