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The Journey

by Dukalion

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1.
Verse 1 I used to have problems with comprehension in school/ Now I write the riddles that belittle scholars and fools/ I'm polishing jewels to drop em in pools and watch em glisten/ If u had proper sense, you could feel it when u listening to/ The imminence of prominent dominance/ It's astonishing, I'm mocking these clowns for conjuring/ These whimsical lines, I'm penning for minds that's inclined/ If food's for thought, come and dine with the divine/ 16 course, line for line I'm exquisite/ My genre is climbing and pouncing on midgets/ It's the Renaissance of the Genesis/ Been a Don since the dawn of the ponds full of fish/ I'll exist til the fireballs from another galaxy explodes/ On the next planet that our nomadicness imposes on/ So til then, I'ma take you from the start/ I welcome y'all to the Journey of the Lost A.R.K/ Chorus (2xs ) Welcome to the journey of the Lost A.R.K/ Show you where I been right before we embark/ On a brand-new quest, take the game where it's never been/ Set sail, take it back with Dukalion Welcome to the journey of the Lost A.R.K/ Show you where I been right before we embark/ On a brand-new quest, take the game where it's never been/ Set sail, take it back with Dukalion Bridge (Lilo Allen) We're conjuring the consciousness in the air/ Responsiveness so beware, a generation taking flight so be clear/ I offer up these words as poetic prayer/ Giving you Nirvana and the other half of karma/ Verbiage in the words smooth enough to change personas/ We breaking chains and forsaking all past traumas/ We carry knowledge on our backs, speaking truth and stating facts/ We're living proof that nobody's gonna own us Verse 2 Araggh! I came to after vivid images rendered me concious/ Thought it was non-sense, but the prophecy bothered me promptly/ I woke up feeling like I'm possessed with ambition/ Grabbed my tools and my boots and proceeded onto my mission/ Hacked the lumber and labored with intensity/ Never been a carpenter but I'm effortlessly nailing the seams/ Carving beams, planting planks on the deck/ Put pro-tools in the control room an then I microphone checked/ And then, just as predicted from the scene of my dreams/ The world started flooding full of fake and phony emcees/ Dropping out of the sky with fowl pigeon shit/ Rolled up doobies two by two, same time saving ears by the deuce/ We spent 40 days and nights steering clear of insanity/ Me and the clan I banded with out to restore humanity/ We lost all the Donald Trump's and Sean Hannity's/ Now it's time to execute the game as  it was planned to be Chorus (2x's) Welcome to the journey of the Lost A.R.K/ Show you where I been right before we embark/ On a brand-new quest, take the game where it's never been/ Set sail, take it back with Dukalion Welcome to the journey of the Lost A.R.K/ Show you where I been right before we embark/ On a brand-new quest, take the game where it's never been/ Set sail, take it back with Dukalion Outro
2.
Intro In a world where, millions of our people are lost, we tend to get accustomed to mediocre thoughts. But I implore you to come aboard this Ark with me, as we navigate beyond this galaxy, through the Cygnus Rift y'all Chorus (Herman) When I get on (When I get on), I'ma be so far gone (I'ma be so far gone)/ Like through the Cygnus Rift and beyond (beyond, beyond)/ Another galaxy where I belong (Where I belong)/ And you should come too (You should come too)/ If you wanna see from my view (My view)/ On the other other side of the moon (Aye)/ We gon be there soon (We gon be there soon), so soon Verse 1 The way I carry-on be goin overheads, minus the luggage/ Never found proverbial gold in any rubbish/ That you kickin, you never got permission like the tribe song/ Writtens don't follow tradition, that's why ya vibe's wrong/ No worries I brought some sage and tuning forks for the session/ Fall back, I enrolled Klassik to bring the lesson/ To lessen ya arrogance, unwarranted rights to claims/ Entitled without the ethics to get ahead in this game/ Trying to force ya pegs when ya edges ain't cut the same way/ But I can surf with a body board on this wavelength/ From the crest to the trough, and all the amps in between/ My tactics intergalactic,  vernacular too supreme/ I'm the Lord of the Rings, these lil niggas is Smeagle/ Catch em inside of Mordor and torture them for the people/ That's sick and tired of the evil that men do/ I'm like a young Mace Windu with the pen, duke/  Chorus When I get on (When I get on), I'ma be so far gone (I'ma be so far gone)/ Like through the Cygnus Rift and beyond (beyond, beyond)/ Another galaxy where I belong (Where I belong)/ And you should come too (You should come too)/ If you wanna see from my view (My view)/ On the other other side of the moon (The Moon)/ We gon be there soon (We gon be there soon), so soon Verse 2 I go hard in the acrylic you weaker than yellow watercolors/ It's not a job to slaughter others, make em sob and suffer/ For that sucka ass suckatash shit/ Can't fuck with the SAFS, let's make sure that that's established/ Cemented in the structure of your tenement/ Beaming young Laser Gun Ganger, I filet em for the scent of it/ Flip it fresh like mentos, just with a different finger/ Step in yo arena and bring it to you AND your ringer/ Salivating cos I'm food for thinking, the salvation/ Like salve on a grease burn, tryna chef my creations/ You ain't got the patience nor the concentration to flip what you cooking/ I came to cater this flavor, maybe you should do bookings/ Cos you couldn't hack it in the kitchen when the heat is peaking/ Burning that fuego, yo shit smell like, oregano/ Wicked as the show about the money colored pagan hoe/ These bars ain't just for art, my painting is vocational/ Chorus When I get on (When I get on), I'ma be so far gone (I'ma be so far gone)/ Like through the Cygnus Rift and beyond (beyond, beyond)/ Another galaxy where I belong (Where I belong)/ And you should come too (You should come too)/ If you wanna see from my view (My view)/ On the other other side of the moon (The Moon, Aye)/ We gon be there soon (We gon be there soon), so soon Verse 3 I'm more focused than Ford lots/ In the booth with Gorgon Heads and knowledge of self the way my core rocks/ Soon as the chords knock, by the hordes the whores flock/ Shit, I hope ya floorboards absorb shock/ Can't ignore akh, betta pay attention to ya spidey-sense/ The Almighty inside me, so hungry, eat a leviathan/ Went from an Astro Boy to the Rocket Man/ Takes a bad Venutian with knockers and intellect to make my cock expand/ Pan-African, pan scramble you Gaffigans/ Comedic scatterbrains, they all pale in comparison/ Paragraphs full of pathogens, peep the pestilence/ I was born blessed, took it a second to settle in/ Built the Ark and hoisted the sail, set it against the wind/ I make you feel me  through any sedative medicine/ You couldn't harbor these types of visions with mescaline/ Check the way I set the method, man Chorus (Herman  When I get on (When I get on), I'ma be so far gone (I'ma be so far gone)/ Like through the Cygnus Rift and beyond (beyond, beyond)/ Another galaxy where I belong (Where I belong)/ And you should come too (You should come too)/ If you wanna see from my view (My view, my view)/ That's on the other other side of the moon (The Moon, hey)/ We gon be there soon (We gon be there soon), so soon (Yeah, when I get on) When I get on/  (I'ma be so, far, gone) I'ma be so far gone/ (Beyond, beyond) Like through the Cygnus Rift and beyond/ (Where I be-looong) Another galaxy where I belong/ (You should come, toooo) Aye, and you should come too/ If you wanna see from my view/ That's on the other side of the Moon/ (Ayyyyeee, we gon be there soooon) We gone be there soon, so soon
3.
Intro Chyeah Dukalion, uh huh (Uh oh) Shoutouts to Storm on the beat! (La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da-da-da-daaa) SAFS Crew, what up?! Miltown, what up? L.A., what up? Worldwide, what up?  Verse 1 Yo In my spaceship cruisin thru the Milkyway, top down, mask on/ On my way to Earth, just left Saturn wit some fat stones/ Went to Neptune for trichomes by the judibeek/ U-turned to Venus cos I heard that it was beauty week/ Coolin wit them E.T's,  shuttle goin warp speed/ Want beef? Nada, you'd rather mission abort, beetch/ Or else face a fort breach from the Space Age/ Teth-Adam, I'm a Mighty Human when I'm super blazed/ Even more on point while I'm sober/ Super Solar, kick the fat raps like Qdoba/ Fuck it, my raps is the sheet (shit) like a toga/ Re-up on some OG  of the ogre/ Hella intergalactic, u don't recognize the odor/ Stellar wit the vernacular, steady raisin the quo up/ It seems like the bar has been set so low-a/ For my generation. til the Laser Agent showed up/ Hold up, lemme tighten my asteroid belt/ Seen't shorty and knew just how Pastor Troy felt/ Ooooh, baby what's ya name?/ You wanna run wit the Gang, back Earth-side flickin a plane/ Cooool, I'm sure my Queen would be down for that/ Just tell Ackmena send another round of that/ And I'll be liftin up my feet from where the ground was at/ We zero gravity, yea I like the sound of that/  Chorus La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da-ditty-da-daaaa (2 x's) I'm zero gravity (4x's) Verse 2 I used Ursa Major for a sip outta Jupiter's Juice/ And got opposite of a tight  recluse, that's loose/ Got the future on my back, papoose/ Not the rapper but his namesake, in my Geordi Laforge frames mane/ I'm not a Trekky, tho, I speak broken Klingon/ Penthouse window goin donkey like King Kong/ I seem calm, underneath I'm Olympus Mons/ Throwin box at me like Tetris when she see the Don/ Dukalion, too mean to be a Teen Wolf/ King of the cryptic, not against Suwoo/ I don't claim sides, just galaxies/ U can either ride with his majesty or die as a tragedy/ Ya crown-holder too sweet, he a cavity/ Actually I'm only seein future casualties/ But I'd rather be a holster, peace holder/ Herbivore, green soup, I'm a leaf blower/ Super Nova in the form of a Star Trooper/ Hangin in a 2 seater, call the car Cooper/ ME and my niggas hot box the loud/ Double-barrel shotguns, call me Fox McCloud/ These obnoxious styles got the crowd goin bonkers/ Mic killer, to this rap game I'm a monster/ Fuck a record label, let NASA be my sponsor/ Neil Tyson let him kick the album off with mantras/ I don't need an accomplice, to accomplish/ This bomb shit, just a compass on this conquest/ Yet & still, the more the merrier/ So shorty hustle up that derrier to the craft carrier/ On this mission as we engage this ignition sequence/ Got that give and go that'll supersede ya defense/ I am in that Time Machine word to Krizzle/ No sleep, I'm amongst the stars like Pizzle/   Chorus La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da-ditty-da-daaaa (2 x's) I'm zero gravity (4x's)
4.
Intro Chyeah Uh huh Dukalion This is the Journey of the Lost A.R.K. (3x's) Uh huh Chyeah Yo Verse  It was a regular day/ I was like 9 hanging with homies from round the way/ Just playing cans on the block, tryna work on my J/ My friend said it was some woods back by where he had stayed, and we should join him, ok/ And so we followed him there/ Right before we traveled in them though, we solemnly sweared/ That we should have each other's backs, no matter if we got scared/ Spit shaked, crossed our hearts and got mentally prepared, so yeah/ We started trekking over fallen branches and web from tarantula/ Saw some baby doe eating and other extravaganza/ That I had never gandered, then something strange caught my eye/ A diamond chain, shining like it came from the sky/ And next to it was a microphone chord/ With a mic attached and a note reading choose either or/ I thought, for a second then picked the mic up/ And in that instance, felt like Scotty just beamed me right up, uh Hook This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)  This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)  Naaaah, This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)  This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)  Verse 2 I apparated to/ A place I'd never been and that many never knew/ It looked like the dwellings of Kings clocking revenue/ It was adorned with nice things and a better view than I was accustomed to/ Then a voice from behind/ Told me that this wasn't a figment of a sleeping mind/ Promised me that I'd be back home in due time/ But I had chosen my fate to stop a new crime that was committed through rhymes/ He stated, that a prophecy had been given to him/ Of a 90s baby that would grow to be a great influence/ Through music and tirelessly combat, the songs of wack/ With innovative raps that he'd send across the map/ And since I had chosen the mic over the chain/ That my brain, wasn't saturated with the trappings of fame/ The dumb, deaf and blind will call you lame/ But you got so much more to gain, then he sent me back to where I came, ok Hook This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) Naaaah, This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) Verse 3 Four familiar faces covered the Sun soon as I opened my eyes/ They said I took a nasty spill and asked if I was alright/ I said, better than ever, though I was slow to take a stand/ Dizzy spells had me like I was on shaky land/ I made it home to my book of poems/ Sharpened my number 2 and started on my first song/ It was, invigorating to say the least/ After 17 years I promise that I'm a beast/ After battles with frivolous foes and lackluster attendance at shows a nigga's ready to blow/ Along with a strong team, Theme Muzik and the SAFS Crew Regime/ I'm about to usher in a dynasty, like Ming's/ And I still bring my old mic out if necessary/ I wield it preparing to unravel my adversaries/ But let us celebrate a day so momentous/ Back in 99 led by my curiousness 
5.
Polarity 02:33
Verse  Polarize popular artists by yawning upon my arrival/ Couldn't conjure a rival even with zombie revivals/ Of idols that passed in the 90s, I'm nasty and grimey/ I rap like I'm never flaccid, I fuck it up all the time/ And I'm climbing the tower chasing King Kong, pulled him down by the ankles/ And tossed him into Godzilla, that's more gorillas endangered/ I'm no stranger to strangulation/ Laser Gun Gang affiliations, stronger than the will of Satan/ Exacerbate ya cyclical circumstances with stanzas/ Lash on vandals that glance at the chancellor while no permission was granted/ They pant at my paintings, perhaps they're amazing/ Or maybe their lungs tend to collapse after tryna fathom my cadence/ Maybe a bit of both, call me Evander Van Gogh/ My punchlines pop off the canvas, opponents can't handle/ Me if they was Cardiac Kemba, give ya game to rememba/ Enter my chamber, get slained, blood-stained and dismembered/ From January-Decemba, I'll damage any pretender/ With a, case of mistaken identity as contenders/ Send a quake to ya wake, toss ya friends and family members/ Uncle, Granny, ya great niece, mistress and step chirren/ May the Universe forgive him/ His intentions were ghastly but he went about it different, like a sage with ageless wisdom/ These just words on a whim that turn into verbs on the wind/ Pull the nerves out ya mans right through the pores in his skin/ This poisonous pen picked up my hand and started writing/ With the strength of a titan that could snap Posideon's Triton/ Woah, ougies can't harbor deadlier use of the alphabet/ I'm Malcolm X on his last day of prison, I'm about to set/ The world on fire, fortune favors the bold/ And this verse is available wherever flavor is sold/ I'm sinking my teeth and I'll savor ya soul like a kick to the face/ Whoever hates can take a bic to the face/ Ignite ya eyelashes, cry, "Fascist!" and stomp you out with my Bernie Bros/ I'm bypassing bystanders and bicyclists on a burning road/ On my way to earn the gold, Earnest Goes To Rock The Show/ Supercali-coolin, cryptic sentences engulfing/ The masses, sound splashin, suffocating your airwaves/ I dare say, don't taco bout nothing if it ain't verde/ Less it's queso or cremà/ Aiming for ya shoulders, neck and ya waist, have you doing "The Macarena"/
6.
Imhotep 02:42
Intro Before I start, make sure my mic's checked/ Fresh pair Air Nikes where I step/ Get live and stay fresh to death/ I think I'm finished with my warm up, yup!  Verse 1 It's that radical Black Adam, might wanna Shazam him/ Examine the way I slam em and slice em in half like Solomon/ Stupid punks, put the pump to ya lips like collagen/ You be at home on the john, guess you stalling than/ I'm on a stage thrashin with my Sennheiser apparatus/ So who the baddest, smack em up and make em leave the saddest/ Verbal savage, wreakin havoc how I hawk a loogie/ Smart as Doogie Howser out on Hauser sparking doobies/ Fuck a diamond I'ma kill em with the rubies/ SAFS fire like a sapphire to a jewel thief/ You niggas suck, where's the garlic repellant/ In the garden tryna rake up lettuce, melons and karats/ I'm embarrassed by yo added arrogance and lack of effort/ Niggas can't handle a Queen so they settle for a Stepford/ Well me and mines finna shine with the best/ I'ma a rookie to the world but like Sabonis, I'm a vet/ Hook Before I start make sure my mic's checked/ Fresh pair Air Nikes where I step/ Get live and stay fresh to death/ And if I was a rapper I'd be Imhotep/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ And if I was a rapper I'd be Imhotep/ Bridge If you got yourself some trees (light em up now), all you need is dutchie leaf (roll it up now)/ We don't worry bout no seeds (light it up now), we just roll it and be free (roll it up now)/ Sip that liquor let's get drunk (po' it up now), yeah we bringing back that funk (throw it up now)/ Sound like Trump inside my trunk (blow it up now), I mean obnoxious as fuck  Verse 2 This ain't ya Daddy's or ya little brother's rap/ This that all black ball cap, startle ya cardiac/ Hearts palpatating as if I'm the Black Palpatine/ I attack wack regimes and relax with some weed/ Them pen pushers cutting tax breaks for the rich/ I'ma represent the real from the city to the sticks/ Gritty, still a diddy bop with a Cyndi Lauper/ She just wanna have fun, while she taking off her romper/ Chomp her like Chewbacca, get it shaking like maracas/ Neck flooded, I'ma change the name to Slick Rick Baracus/ My whole team like the Golden State roster/ Full of legends, and my presence is a blessing for the lockers/ I wish a sucka nigga would try and knock us/ While they California Dreamin with the Mamas and the Papas/ Shout out Mike Regal, this a certified knocker/ For the Milwaukee bangers and the pop locking top rockers Hook Before I start make sure my mic's checked/ Fresh pair Air Nikes where I step/ Get live and stay fresh to death/ And if I was a rapper I'd be Imhotep/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ I got it wrapped up, yup, I been killin em/ And if I was a rapper I'd be Imhotep/
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Verse 1 Each composition of my literature is worthy of the Nobel/ Kick yo raps around this cornerstone and crack a toenail/ Fail-proof, enter any booth and exhale truth/ Inconsistent 16's will make me expel youth/ I uphold the principles instilled by the pioneers/ Force a rapper to retire early, leave em cryin tears/ Iverson, niggas be kunivin but ain't sly enough/ To slide by, them fly-by-nights thinkin they tight as us/ Get the palms from the masseuse, loosen they knots up/ Just to prove how much they not us/ They didn't come to Earth at 20,000 lightyears, gearshiftin through portals/ Dorian Gray, through these portraits I've become immortal/ Deep flows, better find a snorkle and a wet suit/ Disregard that accolades, the Brew knows who's the best group/ SAFS Crew, worldwide though, they'll grow to recognize/ The Super Armored Flight Suits, the Mic I use is weaponized Hook From the bottom of the map to opposite of the atlas/ Ain't nobody fresher, watch how I serran-rap this/ SAFS bitch, hit you with the captivatin classics/ Better get in line, watch the masters of the craft, kid/ Cos we got this, under lock and key/ Who the fuck stoppin we, huh?/ Cos we got this, under lock and key, who the fuck stoppin we? Verse 2 From the slums and the sewers outta M-K-E/ It's DK, K-D of the LGG/ Also known as SC, not the place with Myrtle Beach/ But the Crew, SAFS, an elite fleet murdering beats/ Larry Davis with the statements/ Finally reinstated to general population/ Criminal occupation, robbing em of they sleep/ Y'all well-rested enough, this the exodus of ya sheep/ What, you ain't heard that I'm so absurd/ When surf's up you crash, I'm ahead of the curve/ Like semi-colons,  but I never half-ass/ Wheel of Fortune flows how I flip these phrases for the cash/ I'm selling vowels for 5 thou/ 1,000 extra for constanants, another 4 for nouns/ My verbs is for the pros like a chapter in the Bible/ Just sit back and relax to this immaculate recital Hook From the bottom of the map to opposite of the atlas/ Ain't nobody fresher, watch how I serran-rap this/ SAFS bitch, hit you with the captivatin classics/ Better get in line, watch the masters of the craft, kid/ Cos we got this, under lock and key/ Who the fuck stoppin we, huh?/ Cos we got this, under lock and key, who the fuck stoppin we? Verse 3 If you can recall, the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ When I grabbed the mic and teleported to the mansion/ I was given a mission, now it's 17 years later/ Just as predicted, the world's inflicted with haters/ And the perpetrators, culture vultures be out to get us/ But we're cultivators, and for that alone, they against us/ They tried to creep in my lair, they figured me defenseless/ Til I whipped out my weapon and deaded em from a distance/ They need more than excederin, deaded em from a distance/ They need more then Excederin, meddlin with the misfit/ Ben Carson to these Siamese rappers, get they wig split/ I'm the last line of defense/ In that sense, I'm Bo Jackson with a backflip, climbing the fence/ You thought you knocked it out the park, but who the fuck is you kidding/ Paint pictures with the words like that old Brewers mitten/ I stand out, like OJ, I never fit in/ And as your new king, that bullshit is forbidden Hook
8.
 Verse 1 I decipher body language like a hieroglyphic, regardless how encrypted/ The dick game is prolific, a sex Olympian/ The type of jargon make Olivia Pope a ghetto nympho/ And still respect her, duality is that simple/ She got a masterlock but I ain't tryna open the wrong doors/ Just intelligent freaks that wanna greet me on all fours/ I leave her head spinning like a dancer in Style Wars/ She the type that Michael Clark would walk a green mile for/ Reading Ta-nahisi Coates at the Lobby Bar/ I looked up & seen this Queen who was coffee dark/ Francophone accent, she straight from the Cote D'Ivoire/ So I approached her properly like "pardon mi  amor"/ But ignoring you, for me, would be an eternal bother/ And that's the type of regret that I can't bare to harbour/ My name is Duke, and I specialize in King shit/ My image clean but I can be your dirty secret/  Hook We ain't gotta be up on some deep shit/ She got a man but I'm the nigga that she creeps with/ It was taboo before we did it, ain't no regrets/ I'll keep all ya Verse 2 (Cheat Code DeBarge) I watch porn with the captions on/ I'm a legend when we sexing, yeah I get my Speedy Claxton on/ When I hit it she throw it back like reverb/ I can rewrite the Kama Sutra in three words/ Talking all that shit now my sheets wet/ Deep sweat, wilding out, you drowning out to Keith Sweat/ First time, I came quick, no shame to a rookie/ Drank eggs, jogged steps, had to train for that pussy/ Had a sex montage, on some Rocky, I was Creed too/ Got red towels on deck, for when we need to/ Have a run on sentence, tap it like Guiness/ Heard you say you had a man, that ain't none of my business/ Told me he be wildin out, straight speeding in the crazy lane/ Singing hooks like Dana Dane, writing down baby names/ I paint ya walls when I'm in town, he paintin rooms baby blue/ Ask me what I think, if you was mine, I would be crazy too Hook Verse 3 Her body like that Jaguar F-Type coupe, her dress look painted on her/ A flawless creature it ain't a feature that's tainted on her/ And I don't mean to demean her, that's not my demeanor/ But I can tell she bored of a fuck boy with a lame persona/ She say when he touch her ain't no affection/ She think he having sex with her male cousin with no protection/ But she ain't tryna walk away cos of the pre-nup/ But she wants a nigga like me to plant my seeds on her D-Cups/ Pull her hair, smack her on the ass, pinch her nipples/ Stroke from left to right all that shaking gon leave her crippled/ Her sheets soaking caused a ripple effect/ She told her best friend, and now they both giving me neck/ Snowball fights after I climax/ And I ain't even trick on gas, shit, I bypass it/ And than we went our separate way without the evidence/ Made her delete my number, that's just me setting the precedent Hook 

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