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unknowntrack ii - tech g lyrics

sup, all the knowledge and wisdom is welcomed of all of your existence… but at the end of it all, it is all dust or soil, and i shall let it pass or earth its seeds depends on your frequency

(verse)
i got my eyes on prize no more i ‘am too high
but my servants do lie
they move serpents and i can’t see due to the smoke maybe i’m too high
i caught wind when hov had caught they eye and poke it
talk about how the prince was k!lled
underhanded, underline theirs is undermined it’s a whole network build upon my rule oh my*my
i was playing fool
uhm i best stand by word
no more remorse going back and forth
that’s the end of the course
people say they want the most high but can’t fathom the court
when its time for trail just to confess
mentally heard what’s next
without me speaking how do all live so creepy
yet do a bunch whole rebellious sh*t
yet ain’t tough to handle no good sh*t
here’s a trail quit smoking or i take back them lungs only to hear you say i need them what the f*ck?
(course)
you humans so backwards i should life tax yeh
*you create your own disasters
play in the hands of the wicked masters
what is this i shall see a lot of puppets
“oh ima cut the cords”
you just bluffing

(verse)
i see you very clear
would you believe the one you call jesus is near
staring at the stairs wondering how difficult it’ll be to walk it
man f*ck all this talking
gullible ones trip me out in the need to fight
the chains are tight
how many presidents
how many governments
how many lives bent
how much more mom why are we struggling
how much more dam not the homie
to many times of f*ck that b*tch
bruh you better stop that
you people better get sh*t right
the knowledge is spread no one of you have missed it
yet if choose to ignore that’s on you
need to time digest it i got you
but everybody else f*ck you
you best pull up on game
or quickly you’ll be slain
time is ticking time is running out but this sh*t
crazy
stir crazy even with how blunt my words is you won’t get it me you’ll just fade me
it’s easier to disappear and be misunderstood
than it is to make music and be heard understood
i’m just trying to warn you but maybe when i wrote this
i was too late
(course)
you humans so backwards i should life tax yeh
*you create your own disasters
play in the hands of the wicked masters
what is this i shall see a lot of puppets
“oh ima cut the cords”
you just bluffing

- tech g lyrics

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