Released on October 31, 2016

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[Hook 2x - Chance]

Can't play me

Can't downplay me

Can't downplay me

Baby I'm too high

Baby I'm too high

Baby I'm too high

So fly, light up the whole sky

Fuck a slice we want the whole pie

So high, don't try to downplay

Pay me now, bow to the sound wave

Crown weighed heavy on my weary brow

Loud theory, clearly you hear me now

Clowns fear me and feel me as vertigo

Grow further in the words that I murder flow

Glow nearly bright as a nova blast

Pass over Coal is a solar flash

Fast-forward, lower expectancy

Second to none, we run the referee's

The best emcees breathing the word of life

Writing murder, further to burn it bright

The night turner burning the firmament

Turbulent confirmed in my permanence

Adjourn attempts clench gold, behold

The bold laments to drench the soul

Control Intense suspense sensory

In a sense of a immense when they mention me

I was sent from sea to this throne of worth

Why work for the money when I own the earth

It was known from birth I'm of the rarest bread

No need to be fair own the air you breath

No need to declare got enough for all

If my all ain't enough you can suck my balls

Won't fall to the lust but I bust a nut on the slut industry when I stuff its butt

I'll fuck shit up drinking Sake Bombs

Your moms top speed on Hitachi Wands

Beyond the Pop greed of the Natti con

Pimp hand godly, Heihachi palms (Tekken and Soul Caliber)

(Hook)

To cream chasers who are trying to make their team paper

I'm the dream waker God gave us every green acre

Redeem nature they berate you till you seem faker

Place you in a box, so kick rocks with all them teen haters

I seen satyrs pipe panic from the magic flute

The prototype was Pan for Dionysus and his faggot troop

Elaborate route a captive youth shows no aptitude

The facts elude the cats that don't see these hashtags as proof

The past aloof, surpass the ruse that the masters use

Who produce the path that made the lower class bask in puke

So pass the loot along with assets to your stashes fools. If cash

Rules the masses, then I'm out to take the master's jewels

Fantastic tools cuz I hold duels like Jefferson

Expecting no booze like o'doul's after ingesting ten

Don't question when, I'm out to spend every ducket made

Parade around in public wasting my budget I ain't its fucking slave

(Hook)