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To what do I owe the honor?
Phone to a throne and a throne is a goner
Cold to the bone cuz I know there's a hearter(?)
Home to be told in a soul of a martyr
That's cool, I'll stay fly bein' mean, tho
I and my team by arrival will meet my
Idle belief is I'm climbing for petes
But I'm climbing for six times to repeat
Six times to repeat, I'll say it again
This time I hope that it really sinks in
Know this rhyme is a mouthful
I'll pull every single doubt that you have from within
Out with the grin, cheese!
Proud when I see that the crowd consists of mostly my friends
The payment is slim but it gets us away with
Neva neva land, like saving the kids
Slay through a twist and it's sore like this
For the more I got missed for the oratory sh**
More and more it slips through the cracks
Than it hits those least likely to accept what they give
Behaving like kids - the only thing we're good at
Nobody showed us quite what we're good at
Knowin' what we think tight we could at
Either one's accountable and we understood that
Not gonna grow up cuz I don't wanna
You can make me my persona
Keeps me void of the good suggestions
Stay employed by my adolescence
That was an essence of reason, I guess it was reason enough
To believe that I've been blessed with this ability to live in the moment
Most don't know or at least don't show it
Growin' old doesn't need to be this omen
That ended up as a solid component
If inventing doom when it's fed to you
You're not done with your bread to do
Read the clues as a sign of a true rockbottom question
What I gotta prove, I gotta do what I gotta do
For minds to be tuned and horizons to move