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    Yes, I feel the end, the end is close
    The same thing happened eon's ago
    To know exactly you have to read up some more
    Everyday technology speeds up some more

    As is above, so is below
    Some feel the heat, yet some feel the cold
    We are the souls, yes we have been chose
    Some roll with angels and demons and ghosts
    But shh, hold up Bob, Don't go there
    You know that they watching, they all see and stare but
    They can't stop me, I'm already there
    And y'all ain't seen shit but y'all already scared

    I'm gone, high like frutose, frutose
    You wanna know the truth, really, you gone, you gone
    It'll blow ya out ya mind like a UFO, UFO
    I'm basically a resident of Pluto, Pluto

    You know, but you'll probably be the same one hating
    Saying every rapper is in the freemasons
    While the cops giving out free mase to your face
    Now how do that taste

    I'm outta my mind
    These video's tellin' yo lies, bruh
    Tellin' yo, we holding evil hand signs, bruh
    Last time I checked I'm from the eastside, bruh
    So do your research and make ya own mind up

    Cause us musicians have influence on the mic
    But they don't like that so they conquer and divide
    Double-H N-D, hip hop never dies
    So shoot all you want, but we fly

    Because you know, no one man should have all that power
    Obviously cause it's only one power
    But nevermind, y'all keep worshipping Towers
    While the clock keeps handing yo hours

    But pucker up because the truth gets sour
    More sour than the sour diesel I devour
    Hear me by the hour, I give ya fifty vowels
    When I brain storm its like a shower
    So pull out your towels
    And don't let em play you
    Do your own thing
    Fuck what they do
    And if you good at something make sure they pay you
    And if not take a thank you

    Whether they praise you, or whether they hate you
    It's all about the attention that they pay you
    Y'all on that grape drink
    Try this grape juice
    Shouts to Grand Hustle
    We got that break through

    And yes, it's evident we better than the rest of these competitors
    Really there ain't no-one else ahead of us
    Y'all was these verses off etc, etc
    Cause they watching y'all like the Federers, owww
    Kadoosh, kadoosh, kadoosh
    It's B.O.B and I'm out,
    Peace!

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