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[Hook: The Thought]
Don't wait, don't wait, don't wait
Keep coming around (Keep coming around)
Said don't wait, don't wait, don't wait
If you late, who gon' make your sound? (Who gon' make your sound?)
Don't wait, don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait, don't wait
Better bring your ass around
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
'Cause sleeping leave you last, dawg
I’ve learned a thing or two
Bout living in the past, probs
Off third and dirty do
With worries and the blues
Blurry, hurry, yes, we knew
Bout you and how you do
Yea, ya fucking fool
If you thought that you knew
What, you new to this shit?
Don't act like I do, what I do
Just to flex!
I'm prone to fuck up
'Cause this ain't more than sex
But she figures, "fuck it"
I wasn't your best
Shade as in summer
So solace has slept
More somber than sober
Don't call me for shit!
At a loss 'cause I wrote it
In code for the kid
Don't wait up, I dip
To drip on ya, slick
[Verse: The Thought]
Fresher than a pair of leather sketchers, bought a miracle
Clever 'til they catch the misdirection, then so critical
Lesser under pressure, so they never get more lyrical
Spend it on a blessing, or a Ke$ha feature, here we go
Refreshing as a pillow stuffed with feathers, on the principle
The mess is less distressing than the press will ever give a go
Dressing to impress but stressing over toxic chemicals
The lesson is the weapons that they question in the visuals
[Bridge: The Thought]
Don't wait (Don't wait)
Don't wait (Don't wait)
Don't wait (Don't wait)
Don't wait (Don't wait)
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
No, you don't know me
I'm the truth in her lies
Leave you lonely
You might lose her tonight
Let's stay focused
This a motherfucking vibe
Got my Brodie
Sipping sax by the sky
Please relax
I got your back, we gon' ride
'Til they slit my sliver
Sighs will abide
Soak and seek that
Fine line turns tides
No, you don't know we
The proof for your eyes
Leave her lonely
I might lose her tonight
[Outro: The Thought]
Start moving your feet (Don't wait!)
Don't waste in your grief (Don't wait!)
Don't neglect your teeth (Don't wait!)
Stop killing the reefs (Don't wait!)
Adlibs staying yeet (Don't wait!)
Blackened on the beach (Don't wait!)
Gardens of the leaf (Don't wait!)
Bargains for the seat (Don't wait!)
Thoughtsmith on the beat (Don't wait!)
Don't wait, don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait, don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait
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[Hook: Both]
Don't assume shit
You don't know Jack, you don't Smith, you a dumbass
Get off the dick
You ain't my bitch, you just some whack, fucking headass
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
Cut your losses, we done
Dumped ya, darling
Disrupted that psyche
More slum for the eyes, see
Not for the hype
Please Clap
I ain't likely to snap
'Til you seek to slack
Jack, parade the whack
[Verse: The Thought]
Duh! What you thought this was?
Going all-in on a motherfucking bluff?
You Sus'er than suspects of rougher than rough sex
Not tougher than truck beds, but grumpy and rusted
Enough was enough lead in like twenty-one hundred
Above all the bud bread, but loving the glove check
Like nothing of substance is coming from your head
Like something's a bust, it's rubbing nuts at the Club Med
On that Smith flow!
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
Or something, the sunset
You suffer the sum bet
No other than real debt
Rubbles and fake threats
Mutter the day, dead
Out in the rain, Red
Rose in the grey, Man
Cop me a say, Damn
[Bridge: Smith the Poet]
For real
[Verse: Smith the Poet
The fuck?
I should levitate or something
Probably hella late to functions
Fully loaded with assumptions
Going dummy, no discussion
That ain't funny, buttfuck it
I'll play the fool if you love it
Fucking drool for the ruckus
I ain't cheat for these buckets!
Yo, y'all peeping a puppet
No secret to sucking
Your thesis in luck, kid!
Smoke up some substance
Taught me to jump ship
Write up some dumb shit
Sell it for sunken sobs
For that strung-out fraud
You ain't shit to the God
Got your diss for a dime
It's a miss for some miles
Or a flick if you vile
Doom is the dial
[Verse: The Thought]
Go ahead and assume shit, I'll put your bitch in a tomb, kid
Rock your world with a spoon, then flip your skits with cartoon twists
Sick they ditched the balloon fit, misty quick with the bluefins
Gift your lid with a doom fist, if you gifted and lucid
Itching like you been using, skipped the kisses and boosted
Lifted stitches from suits, you stupid, distant to human
They split because you useless, your shit been so toothless
Even cripples making saddles could fly you into the shooting
You stay looking rattled like you know death a'looming
Bringing blanks to the battle as long as you left assuming
You got flame, you got, you got flame
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[Hook: The Thought]
I don't need all your lectures on the way I be
I ain't released from the pressure oh-so-easily
I'm a fiend for the rhythm, it's a high I seek
Here to please at your pleasure, with a masterpiece
I don't need all your lectures, cool with being me
I ain't eased by the leisure, got some flows to speak
It ain't greed or malevolent, it's done in peace
Here to lead all the lepers, I'm the centerpiece
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
Left you a letter, G, hope you remember me
I'm bad as ever be, lost in seven seas
Crossed, that heavenly shore, like never before
Please revel and roar; your major malfunctions
Got me frontin' and cussin', said I'm over discussion
Pull a Pyle, say fuck it, for a while or something
I guess, silence is lovely as sex, sighed at the puddles and pest
'Cause we live at the main event
[Verse: The Thought]
Here to steal a show, watch your favorite rapper steal my flow
Got no videos, cause they couldn't capture Indigo
Full moon bring the Windigo, payments off the digital
It's minimal the passion that they bring, we critical
Here to smack a beat harder than a needle in a cracker
They calling me retarded, but they on that Hewlett-Packard
Tryna hack a password, just a human disaster
Making Thought the icebreaker, acting like I won't be flattered
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
By dull chitter-chatter from rats who claim ladders
Progress all my patterns, would rather stay scattered?
Splatter for you to matter, add a little Rata
Tata to your clatter, madder than these slackers
Soaking up my laughter (Ah ha!)
Knows not the actors that jack from my chapters
Said I'm whack like these rappers
Be in the backwards, I got my back turned
[Outro: The Thought]
Yeah, that's just the way I be!
That's just the way I be!
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[Verse: Smith the Poet]
See me drifting like a quasar
Searching for a day job
Acting like I ain't yall
Simply cuz I ain't dawg
And you could tell me I should change
But we know we stuck in our ways
And got some time to take
Away all this fucking grey
See me drifting like a quasar
Searching for a day job
Acting like I ain't yall
Simply cuz I ain't dawg
And you could tell me I should change
But we know we stuck in our ways
And got some time to take
Away all this Fucking pain
We feel on a day to day
What's real isn't real anyway
Fuck how you feel, I've been floating for days
It's simple, It's great, no problems to make
When sipping that grape lemonade
[Hook: Smith the Poet]
It's clear what to say
Or appears that way
Couldn't feel more vague
Up close, I think space
Could show me some cadence
While silence is stated
Or often Miss Taken'd
To care what to say when
You cut the loose ends
Rot wit my two sense
Not what I used then
Or taught cuz I'm too bent, yeah
[Verse: The Thought]
We go down like lemonade!
We double-cup with the grapes!
We don't know what we can say
Ay, been wasting our days!
Hit the town like the parade
We clean enough for the maids
We don't know what we can say
Ay, just tryna get paid
Off of the stage, not taking advantage
Of children or dazed, not making the damage
We building the Waze, not apps, just some patterns
A crazier Kramer with slaps just for Saturn
The madder the reason the fatter the beefing
We bask in the treason to outlast a season
I'm out here, a heathen, so you can keep breathing
The buds that I'm fiending, suds got me gleaming
Fuck it, all that glimmer made of tin foil, I said it
Suckers spending duckets for a shimmer, then regret it
Tuck it in the corner of your mind and then forget it
Until it's time to pay the bills and now you just indebted
You heard "an eye for an eye" but standing there like Fetty
Heard the "Red Grin Grumble", acting like you get it
You know I yack before the show, like it's mom's spaghetti
Jack is still the never-snow, like we in the Serengeti
[Bridge: The Thought]
We go down like lemonade
We double-cup with the grapes
We give your mother the AIDS
But it wasn't rape
[Outro: Both]
Real isn't real anyway
Fuck how you feel
I've been floating for days
Fuck how you, fuck how you feel
I've been floating for days
Sipping that grape lemonade (We go down like lemonade)
It's clear what to say (We double cup with the grapes)
Or appears that way (We don't know what we can say)
Up close, I think space (Ay, been wasting our days)
Could show me some cadence (We hit the town like the parade)
While silence is stated (We clean enough for the maids)
Or often Miss Taken'd (We don't know what we can say)
To care what to say when (Ay, just tryna get paid)
You cut the loose ends
Rot wit my two sense
Not what I used then
Or taught cuz I'm too bent
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[Verse: The Thought]
I'm the black sheep, slaughtered
And I'm past sleep, bothered
It's the last leak, honored
For the fast beak, watered
And I'll face off, I just wanna eat what I deserve
Please don't wait long, waste upon this earth
And I had teeth, rotted
With these bad knees, got it
It's the mad beats, jotted
'Cause my technique proper
Have a taste off, you gon' ask for seconds what I serve
And I'mma take tongs, gorge you 'til you burp
'Cause I'm gorgeous with the words, urban curse of curbs
Heard them hurting for the stern, burn my earnings so they learn
Hit them organs with the verbs, sit between the ferns
Burden circus, they discerned, got so nervous they returned
[Bridge: The Thought]
They don't see you yearning for an ear to enrich
(They don't know the half)
They don't see you learning without professors and shit
(They don't know the half)
They don't see you working without clocking a shift
(You don't know the half)
They don't see you hurting but they riding the dick!
(You don't know the half)
[Hook: The Thought]
You don't know the half of it
It's like you never been around
But still, you think you get to pass judgment
With your silly mouth, what's it really 'bout?
You don't know the half of it
It's like you think you own the ground
But you ain't here for betterment
With them shitty sounds, what's it really 'bout?
You don't know the half of it
You don't know the half of it (BLAQKNOIZ)
You don't know the half, You don't know the half
You don't know the half, bro
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
You don't think that last week might parade
You barter the bad beat, I'll refrain
No sauce in the sad mean, walk of shame
More palace in plastic, faded fray
Flipping off miss, mine saving face
I don't need your bitch, nah, here's the slate
I've caught up to spazz, weep, and amaze
Your stagnant embrace, of blatant conveyed
Pander the pain, yes! No, I slow the step
Quite stoned instead, I break bros for bread
They Bape coats, at best, I'd make more than less
And impress for that desk, so fuck fights, forget (sucka!)
Yea, you don't know the half, bro!
I ain't drifting, you're an ass-hole!
You can keep the rags, roach
Simply Drano and jots, sooooo
[Hook: The Thought]
You don't know the half of it
It's like you never been around
But still, you think you get to pass judgment
With your silly mouth, what's it really 'bout?
You don't know the half of it
It's like you think you own the ground
But you ain't here for betterment
With them shitty sounds, what's it really 'bout?
You don't know the half of it
You don't know the half of it (BLAQKNOIZ)
You don't know the half, You don't know the half
You don't know the half, bro
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[Hook: The Thought]
Man on the wire
Ain't gon' retire
Chase my desires
Tracing the liar, ain't no designers
We don't behave!
Stand in the fire
Ain't gonna light up
We ain't here rushing to fight ya
We coming through for the cypher
And we gonna rage!
[Verse: The Thought]
Thought been the garbage, Thought been the plague
Thought took the mockery out on his play
Cops found no robbers, so came through to prey
Toppled the Rocker and stomped out the babe
Thought been the broken, Thought been the jailed
Thought been so hopeless for wind in his sails
The mop saturated and to no avail
Stopped for beration, then plopped in the mail
Clayton at arms, and laymen's confused
They hate on my charm and feel like a rube
Pushing for cylinders, friction of cubes
Kush in the prison, diction concludes
Self-contradictory, wealth ain't a victory
Health means the beat of your heart and your empathy
So damn pretentious, it's more than investment
Flow is the dressing, go find what I mean
[Bridge: Zen Stokely]
Ayyyyy go find what I mean
Find what I mean!
[Verse: Zen Stokely]
Illusions of being a human
Time not a factor, I'm losing
Some people do, and I think
Others just think, rather do it and loosen
And all of these burdens, one thing is for certain
A shackle, meant never was fitting
Stuck in a box like Pandora
Shuffling cards on the corner just sitting
Aware house in a warehouse
Sharecropper, so I got weed
Growing locs, that's Godspeed
Getting nice with the spells like Quan Chi
And everybody need a moment to get better
Becoming what you want when under pressure
Speak your mind, say whatever
Just don't manifest what you can't address
If everybody got a destination
But don't know what to do without the preparation
The mind is a ground full of hesitation
Got you putting back together what was separated
Not a designation, just a blanket for paper-chasing
Blank face when it's danger, weighed an eighth
It's graze and misbehave on windy days
I seen the waves you made, arrange the flame
[Hook: The Thought]
Man on the wire
Ain't gon' retire
Chase my desires
Tracing the liar, ain't no designers
We don't behave!
Stand in the fire
Ain't gonna light up
We ain't here rushing to fight ya
We coming through for the cypher
And we gonna rage!
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
Something neat in the soda
Got you geeked, figures noticed
You ain't Jodec, been the locksmith
Got my woes, a motor-boating
Get it cold, the heat I'm holding
More bogus, you hardly know if
The showbiz has lost its motive
I'm broken, not black and blue
I happen to back the bull
No passenger, pass the tools
My practice just can't conclude
'Til they jacking all my jewels
Dub it Casper, me some cool
If it captures all of you
More to me, than sorry duels
With sap for slap, a slew
So we must presume he reps the rap
And drew ajar in lack of juice
I step the stellar thru, with clever set-ups
Dudes embellish to defend, more relish the bend
Entailed your leaves dimensions
To sail the streets confessions
Impaled for cheap discretion, 40 acres and a mention
Yesterday is now indebted, 'till today like probably 7, HA
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[Verse: The Thought]
Marching on the capitol, or Capital One?
Ides of March don't seem to happen just to dampen the fund
On the gauge, they lazy-tapping, as we getting overrun
Must we praise the lower taxes? Or raise a couple guns?
Show the masses to the door, the fastest get by clean
So they limit interactions with the average they don't see
Out the grave, anarcho-fascists getting paid to make-believe
Like economies divine, and they can sift 'em through the T
(Pssssh) I don't believe it
Not a greedy motherfucker, I don't hoard if I don't need it
I was dealt the lowest seeding, and I'm coming for the ceiling
Thought I used to be a problem? You really should have weeded
(Dumbass) Not to antagonize
But these shitty circumstances don't give to "read between the lines"
All these selfish fancy-pantses don't give to charity
They just give to churches, funding surges of vulgarity
There ain't no parity, nothing's working fair, it seems
The bulging bellies of the bourgeoisie bursting at the seams
You should know by now that fuel can't melt the beams
But it can make 'em bend, losing structural integrity
[Bridge: Both]
Rot in Green
Rot in Green
Rot in
Rot in
[Hook: Both]
Nostrum Gross, that rotten green
Bled more blues in blobs of bleeps
Spent in spit, you spoke to fiends
I'd dismiss like I ain't seen
Where I've been no, where I leave
Money ain't bliss, no, it's your disease
Funny, ain't this, your whole life to lead?
So maybe be pleased with the finer things
Nostrum Gross, that rotten green
Bled more blues in blobs of bleeps
Spent in spit, you spoke to fiends
I'd dismiss like I ain't seen
Where I've been no, where I leave
Money ain't bliss, no, it's your disease
Funny, ain't this, your whole life to lead?
So maybe be pleased with the finer things
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
I'm saying fuck money, but pay your dues buddy
This ain't a ruse, honey, I shrunk the paper, muddy
And made the moves rugged, the dollar sign stomachs
Its worthwhile rubbish, high, your lives love it
They say the mind mug it, for meanwhile muzzles
The priors paying double, when Nikki need cuddles
I sold her E, Subtle, the Thoet, Smought post-puddles
The mock-up, no other than death-bursting bubbles
So reckless, I puzzle and question, reloading
Concoctions, no fear when we rocket the beat
Gross in the green or blue, your song to soothe
How wonderful a life when I don't think of you
Coast to coast, that cost increased
That cautious bloke, too far to reach
You smoked with me, no, they ain't seen
When I sin, nor where I sleep
'Cause money ain't shit, no it's your disease
Funny, ain't this your whole hype, for me?
So maybe state sticks, too stoney to Steez
And let me live, bitch, it's my life to lead!
Right?
Uhhhhhhhhhhh
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[Verse: Smith the Poet]
I don't mean it, wither whether we win or lose
They just want the middle man, fuck whose to rule
No I don't think I'm smart enough to solve a Rubix Cube
Or brave enough to face the fucking demons in the room
But what I gotta do, to get a fucking drink?
The venom make 'em droop, and often overthink
Vendettas unrenewed, my saber on the brink
It's hardly loved and that's the truth!
We'd scare the kings with 100 proof, my mind a trick
I brawl a brute to save these pricks
I barter screws to find my fix and fail to rue
The gnarly pipes, don't damper through
Only hanging if its cool with y'all
No, no smooth talk, blank they fake fought
Favor the cakewalk, fatal the day, doc!
K.O., I'm baked, dawg, ya-yo might shake ya
Sane though I hate y'all, flavor the snake, coughs
Taking a detox, amazing me, ma! No taking days off!
15% brah! It's all energy, soul your remedy
Flume so heavenly, dreams in-depth I've seen
Your world rest and ceased, more amazed to be
Breathing pace to speak, secrets we won't meet
Fleas with flooded free facts, the muggles hate rap
But fuck 'em, trace back and stump 'em, laid back
Yo, yo, yo
Slowing shape, shags the pearly gates, bagged
I guess the sights, the neck next on mic
I transect your spine in two-stepping rhyme, yes
I must confess, I'm full of shit, the mess so amazing, yes!
[Hook: The Thought]
I'm so amazing, you should be patient!
'Cause good things take time for making
I'm so amazing, and I ain't faking
If you want just take a seat, I know you aching
I'm so amazing, here for the taking!
I ain't gonna step on fuckers for the payments
I'm a maze end, and if you're hating
You can come and get a hug, 'cause you're a maze end too
[Verse: The Thought]
Self-love, and it really needs repeating
Watch out for that mud flood, don't forget that life is fleeting
You can rock that butt-plug, or just use it for depleting
'Cause you know that it's the season for the suffrage re-defeating
You can hit that dun-dun-dun, sneak out of commitments
Stay too drunk up on the rum, stay the fuck up out my business
You can rap for lump sums, you can sweat over the listens
'Cause you know you ain't as gifted as your marketing envisions
You dismissing every line between a boundary and betrayal
Are you turning on a dime without the time to lift the veil?
Did you put it 'for their eyes, all the while they went to fail?
Or deprive them of a trail, and expect them to prevail?
Didn't hide this hook in layers, you can sing it with me
You don't have to learn it later, know you're more than degrees
Whether Celsius, no fair this life, or college, you see
Watch your self-care, too beautiful for resting in peace
[Hook: The Thought]
I'm so amazing, you should be patient!
'Cause good things take time for making
I'm so amazing, and I ain't faking
If you want just take a seat, I know you aching
I'm so amazing, here for the taking!
I ain't gonna step on fuckers for the payments
I'm a maze end, and if you're hating
You can come and get a hug, 'cause you're a maze end too
[Verse: J Soulstice]
I bring the message to you live, like it's primetime
Life is a process, yours'll come at the right time
Why does it take a lifetime, just to find time?
I'm tired of starting over, I've done it five times!
These are pipe dreams, created by the lightning
More evident than what you see in a crime scene
I put my truth on paper, writing with an honest pen
Truth is the bridge where freedom begins and bondage ends
So if you got the wrong number, please do not call again
Maturity starts when all of the drama ends
I know too many people who pretend to change
Recreate the storm, then get upset when it rains!
We get left in vain and that's why we accept the pain
Not gonna be in this position when I'm twenty-four
Not enough hours in the day, I need twenty more
Not enough hours in the day, I need twenty more
[Hook: The Thought]
I'm so amazing, you should be patient!
'Cause good things take time for making
I'm so amazing, and I ain't faking
If you want just take a seat, I know you aching
I'm so amazing, here for the taking!
I ain't gonna step on fuckers for the payments
I'm a maze end, and if you're hating
You can come and get a hug, 'cause you're a maze end too
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[Hook: The Thought]
My spirit beat my body here
Yo
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
Yeah
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation
And I'm running out of patience
[Verse: The Thought]
Rough around the edges like some Trump-supporter hedges
You can try to hedge your bets, but you still shorter than the day
Take your children sledding, 'fore the effects of the engines
Make for empty heavens or some acid in the rain
You can sit and count your blessings, but if you've left no impressions
You just lesser than the begging, and you haven't earned your grave
The future's so depressing, we ignored the lessons
Our faith restored in weapons, which we aim at fellow slaves
(Doot doot doot) It's like we choose to miss the point
Singing "what we got to lose?" then spending all our coin
Excuses for the booze, and prisons for the joint
The lightning chair for shrooms, 'cause they make you paranoid (What?)
We all abuse to fill the void
'Cause we saw our parents do it every time they got annoyed (Every time)
What else to do, but self-destroy?
A man with much to prove, or just a silly little boy?
No need to play coy, I been see-through
And you don't need to play Roy, to see what we do
We can turn an acorn, into a tree too
And we an open door away from eating free food
I'mma have my day, boy! And I'mma see you there
Whether rocking decoys or still that sea-blue hair
I'mma have to stay loyal to keep my care
Before I kick this chair
[Hook: The Thought]
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation
And I'm running out of patience
[Verse: Smith the Poet]
Defensive back on this island, you done left us the liar
Mapped the mess, my supplier said we only get higher
Know the lows, his last Mamiya, and the tiles ease your mind
You're dumb... 'Cause you shift to sorry hums (Dumdum)
Sally stripped, just stuttered crumbs, wildly missed, I made her up
Kindly pissed, so Wiley fucked, make-believe the mean mug
Imperfect, at least shrug the burden of creed, must
Be serving to cease, Gus, no sherbert, your man crushed
I ain't feeling all the love
Can't admit it's probably drugs, just kittens, I'm outta here
Glitchin', a clouded clear, leave 'em stuck with a stare
At the rut, derailed, tries, I trust, no nil, with disgust
I chief my destruct, a leap outta lust, for the meaning get bucked
I've been seasick for months, so sup?
May your equal cuss.. a schizophrenic nailgun
Left your body here, we trade parts to peers
Who see stars in stairs, y'all stupid stallin' tears
For beers, partly preaching tales that are not for sale
Lay my life, the bail, only nights in hell
Yo, but still
Hydro a teaser, just breathe
No cypher would season the sneeze
Most like us, a fever dream
I'd write up in case that you leave
[Hook: The Thought]
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation, waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
So I'm tryna get on out of here
Waiting on reanimation
And I'm running out of patience
[Outro: The Thought]
Said my spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
My spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
My spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
Said my spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
My spirit beat my body here
Waiting on reanimation
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