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It's on the hit of history, and mysteries
I see vividly, hysteria
Cause misery on the interior
Shit gets more scarier, I'm never in fear
Just a little inferior in some areas
But I share, wisdom with Sumerian's
Somewhere we in the place
Peace means harmony, not war and armory
But fuck that, cock your gun back
This survival of the fittest
Some cats get boxed in where they litter
These niggas don't beez in the trap, they like beez in the track
Get smoked out, and I ain't talkin' bout what you toke out
You toked out for really thinkin' that this shit is a silly dream
When actually reality ain't what it seems

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