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zeroh - it is and isn't ok lyrics

you know what to do
where’s your life?
you don’t want to
have to pay the price
for all the sin that’s being committed
committed, committed, committed, committed

hey mister
i got a list of commands
i got a million hair strands
won’t you match me in grands
i’ll be a ? in advance
all cash, black trash bags
garbage truck to make them drop some hash
no cops, just the gr-ss
yep a crop full of masters and hay stacked barrels
vegan rap churros
and a diamond cut arrow
sharper than an eye, and a god
on a sparrow in some thrift store apparel

and i’m reckoner
and you’re f-cking reckoner
i know i can’t take it with me
but my stand in f-cking life will most certainly be lifting
i pray my faith in lord can lift me
cause half them n-ggas faces in the dark be looking shifty

what is it you wanna give me?
sixty bucks, a couple ducks, some jiffy
enough grub to get me p-ssy
hissy, but b-tchin’
yes you can’t recall
the amount you put in is next to the towel
(yeah n-gga, good job, good job on that sh-t)
and it was you was waiting for
you can take it, i admit
you are patient but you’re way too slow

wait!
may the heavens be opened up to me
may i reveal thats how much light i contain
while i clear across the open sea
while the ? with ego, then explodes
cause lots of crowds better have it
short a rack, shack, the stack then go
i’m up a bag of animal but not my savage so
a rabbit, attacking those who can pull rabbits out of hats and glow
but not cause hammer throw
camera man should stand
what the f-ck happened to the crime
my demons mean i’m ‘bove the status quo

whoa (chuckling oh my god)
do yal feel as strange as i do? (n-gga)(too many fears on the heart, n-gga)
(i can’t, i can’t go, like, sometimes i can’t help like, “really, really?”)
do yal n-ggas, do yal, like, wake up in the morning like “what the f-ck?!”
(like i just, like got to stop, and like, thank god)
i be on this internet sh-t all day like, man
anybody in here motherf-ckin’ let’s see you motherf-ckin’ standing
(everybody grab somebody and tell them you love them)

it’s the motherf-ckers versus the mothaluva’s
grab the first form of life you see and …..
play the game
do the glitch
do the glitch, do the glitch, do the glitch
do the matrix
(blackbird tweeting at your window)(i know you’re tired)
(choking)
oh sh-t

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