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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HiTech
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Gomez
Composer
Philipp Henderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Gomez
Producer
Lyrics
When? '978 was a year wait
A newborn "jeans" she sported from my Duke's shooter wrist, was a special date
Be important to this world
Made the world a break, more overweight
Thousand ounces in grape, get the mentality overrating the baby savage
I was walking on my own two feet by eight weeks
So I really didn't need a baby carriage
Managed to talk since I took my first fresh breath
In the delivery room
First words out my mouth was "One, two, mic check"
Skip and turn to pages 95 and 96
It's not a pretty motion flick
A lot of innocent bust-inners get caught up in the crossfire
Looked out the bulletproof attire
Getting hit, I witnessed it
A lot of my loved P's
Rest in peace, that look through source of flesh
Getting tolerant, I will lie there
Up on tech, body bag or laid it down from severe
Pull some fire on clips
Act like you know
Tour, or don't know
I give, High-Tech arising, two fingers sympathizing
To my travel phyllum, that's surviving
Trials and tribulations on an axis, in rotation
That's diabolic
And this could rule the core of modern economics
I got the whole world in my hand
I want to live lovely with a beautiful wife
Share my seeds, getting much stash in grams
Blowing up like those sparks from Japan
I got the whole world in my hand
I want to live lovely with a beautiful wife
In my seeds, getting much stash in grams
Blowing up like those sparks from Japan
To all it may concern
It feels like we're cursed on earth
Since birth we've automatically got on our own pre-planned Plot in a hearst
So I search for salvation
Wherein all I see is the Mark of the Beast
Which be the stress increased
Through the realms of reality
Even though we're living by the force of gravity
Ain't nothing keeping me down, Imma keep elevating
Look for my station, the sun's abating
Faces be my motivation, word to Christ's resurrection and direction
My boss chances is headed
It's equivalent to god degree infinite
This severs in the heavens, but hell is right around the
Corner
We be kill our own people for g-notes
Fast cash equal, lost race spots hotter than saunas
My pops wasn't always sober
He was a drug addict and alcoholic
But I was a rhyme-a-holic
The more I think about it, I don't want to talk about it
No peace sign about it, 'cause I'm not proud about it
So if you want me to talk more about it
I catch an all-the-rebound-about-it
Have-it-without-I-figured-a-doubt-about-it
It's just some shit to have stress on the chest
Reinforced bills that can be en-sniped
By the devil's course, of course
Since I think nobody shorts himself depending
A force, to cross, or walk
On my own to eat and think of ways to
Invest in my business and be my own boss
I got the whole world in my hand
I want to live lovely with a beautiful wife
In my seeds, getting much stash in grams
Blowing up like those sparks from Japan
I got the whole world in my hand
I want to live lovely with a beautiful wife
In my seeds, getting much stash in grams
Blowing up like those sparks from Japan
The stress and frustrations of life
With dry sights
Gives me sharp pains in my heart like a knife, it strikes
Got me trying to fight myself
So I seek on a journey for the remedy
And for me, it be the riches of wealth
Sometimes I have sleepless nights
Many speak their right upon me, so I try to fight
I was getting hard to buy us all a "yup"
And Satan was trying to talk to me
He was in the street til the beasts are calling ya
Guess a average nigga to talk some chiba
Be the stress from diva is the anaesthesia
My grandpops the preacher, much love, each to receive of
He's also my teacher, Xavier's my reacher
Trust me where I need it in my heart
Plus I'm married to the mic
That and nothing can tear us apart
Look deep into us and realize
Y'all really need to learn
That Parallax crew's coming to a place near you
Through this rap game
And we all love Parallax clique
We just maintain and rip shit-da-da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, Parallax crew, coming to a place near you
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