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Yes, I feel the end, the end is close
the same thing happened eons 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, Dont go there
you know that they watching, they all see and stare but
they cant stop me, Im already there
and yall aint seen sh-t but yall already scared
Im gone, high like frutose, frutose
you wanna know the truth, really, you gone, you gone
itll blow ya out ya mind like a UFO, UFO
Im basically a resident of Pluto, Pluto
you know, but youll 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
Im outta my mind
these videos tellin yo lies, bruh
tellin yo, we holding evil hand signs bruh
last time I checked Im from the eastside bruh
so do your research and make ya own mind up
cause us musicians have influence on the mic
but they dont 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 its only one power
but nevermind, yall 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 dont let em play you
do your own thing
f-ck 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
its all about the attention that they pay you
yall on that grape drink
try this grape juice
shouts to Grand Hustle
we got that break through
and yes, its evident we better than the rest of these competitors
really there aint no-one else ahead of us
yall was these verses off etc, etc
cause they watching yall like the Federers, owww
kadoosh, kadoosh, kadoosh
its B.O.B and Im out,
Peace!