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The lake shimmering simmering rage bodily

Clipping the pigeon wings, sippin on the sand and the suns song sting

That's just a part of me

I got a call from a Mach Hommy beat

He said you're under accomplished

I promise, get your posture right

The worlds a circus circling the drain for the feigning weight of fame and it's sad

Your stride's summation still surmounted, why's your pride in a fad?

There's a shining in the shocking sobriety of my eyes

Blocking the memory readily from my mind

You can't feel my flow, you can't feel my flow

You can't knock the fussin', cussin' it out