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a alike b alike c alike - son scotty & ori9n lyrics

[ori9n]

a alike b alike c alike

ori9n, scott

we one in the same

look

[verse 1: ori9n]
it’s the return of the pseudo scientists
passing out flyers as flying saucers
higher frequency piloting
returned to natural settings
i’ve been reverted back to default
better chance of breathing in sp*ce
cuz air on this planet has been tainted
with chemical radiation agents
and as above is so below
yes the water has been soiled too
particularly western regions
at fault is the f*kushima fallout we know
so pick ya poison
pollution’s weighed in kilometers
greatest fish is tilapia
ionized and it’s over saturated
like gaddafi who sent out troops to use proxy bombs
miseducation of the negro
we need growth in spite of ritual
yet they’ve misinterpret our spiritual
see how it’s broken down?
all praise to khalid muhammad and prophet n0ble drew ali
who made me see the moorish principles
may love be sent up to you in subliminals
ugh
no individuals in darker hue diasporas
we burning gentrification down like martin luther king
without preaching christian intangibles
constantly channeled home
kenneth b. faried, call me the manimal
i’m grabbing these boards to build up a wall on all perimeters
trumped the entire alt right dichotomy
they work well undercover like canopies in the summer
a man who pleases his woman
ugh ugh
shouts to the cis stars(sisters)
the ones who’s looking down at this world in absence to missed stars(mister)
while self love is the core to serenity
let’s share black liberation amenities with our enemies
no guns down
new era detroit contains the radical insurgent revolutionaries
bringing us cutting edge to the forefront
they have restored blunt force in the black community
like saving guts in a swisher
we soon to be controlled by henry kissinger’s of fisticuffs
impacted punchlines during crunch time
congruence seed m*ffed prime
prognosticate the present stint by wearing an oculus rift
and seeing this paradigm shift like one time
think about it
who won time?
race to the finish with thoughts of winning
the victor becomes the victim
now deep in that sunken place and they’re swimming
and struggling for air
dammit they’re tussling with fear
panic corrupted the blacks families
while whites had took advantage
ugh
[verse 2: son scotty]

highly antic*p*ted
the greatness
since the days of satan
roaming the earth untainted
was that a ball or a flat plane
it’s unseen
to be weaned off the kool aid
is to be deemed un doable
by the masses who don’t even think the drink exist
now you got me p*ssed off
thinking i ended my shift
a week off is what i need to get my mind back in the mood to slave till i make it
lord father i made it
targeted individuals know what i mean when i say something aren’t coincidence
three fairy tales told
no mistiget
kids fight in streets and act like m*th*f*ckin miscreants
take me to task in the war room
whales (wales) on my socks
no harpoons were used
no wailing sound in the tombs
no hailing all to the moon
you alienate the fools
who fly dragons on they flag no wales what i would assume
welcome to the fun house
this ones a republic
and actually the one that they subjugate
from the moors and then they sublet
shot holes in ya hull to make sure
you could weather the storm
for better or worse
but they leave for worse like everyday
and get pay every day
andale andale
tragedy befalls new yorkers deep in the month of may
what more can i say
one of my favorite classic albums just dropped today
and yeah i’m feeling the change
chaffetz retired but did he really retire
or was it an audit that took his power
smoking lavender flower
but never smoked the lavender flower
i can go on for hours about how i do this and that but who’s that empower
you
might see a ghost in ya room
for every james and tasha
there’s an angela standing 50 paces like straight behind them
lyrically i’m a giant
who fights all of the titans
in his free time then goes ahead to spar saitama
wait
checking if my dark star is germinal
if not
spray paint all around shibuya terminal
and all those tags saying my name
you gon need a beat a combo rhyme and professor k
scott dammit

- son scotty ori9n lyrics

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