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payed
lost to the timeless realm of the innate
no space or any place I'm lost in the tracers ,
and my motha fuckin brain hurts
so I free style rap about it
cuz I'm half retarded
pushing my life in a shopping car
to my street moms I'm gonna park it for awhile
become less beguiled, focus on my jury trial
filing down a key to get a car make it the 50 miles up the interstate but I ain't scared straight but I hate the game, feeling insane but I ain't a fuckin lame or a mark trick I'm hitting licks snatching atms wrap it in foil till I make it to the dead zone no cell phones working so neither is the tracker hit it with a splitting mall till my back hurts ...........payday