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Correct GUSH Lyrics
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Correct GUSH
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[Intro] It's too late to be beautiful (What you gonna do with that beat?) (What you gonna do with that beat?) (What you gonna do with that beat?) Check me out, I'm back [Verse 1] Itemize the criminal element In a African-American identity polemic For an international panel of staunch economist Working from the largest company in the world Where the debt is bottomless And billowing out of the cartel pipes And billowing out of the cartel pipes All of this predicated on my mind false so I'm raw Slander and the bylaws for the deed to our place of worship Asia Courtships but in the heart cockles of art models Zombie reformed to shake us, forges of an online mega-structure Yeah [Verse 2] They count the limits, a repetitive number, as he echo in our dream tally Disintegrated in the streets of Cali I'm in gross but an altruism of a séance leader But it's like your energy's way off the meter I part ways to spend a day with a aqua breather Further the benevolence of our cultural norms, I vote for the swarm At the war council where I board a mouthful of prayers If I'm prepared, yeah the oath was sworn, the oath was sworn The apples were bitten, combustible cataclysms get a revision And deep precision in the final undercurrents of our purpose and vision I disturb the coveted additions A taste of scourge to the world of Serfs and Christians Or no one in 83rd last third in the curb spittin' It's like an inert nerve pinchin', nerd listen I've been to the hood, being referred by the Merv Griffins Cause his styles keep the surface spinnin' And then embrace my perfect woman Yeah [Bridge] What you gonna do with that beat? What you gonna do with that beat? What you gonna do with that beat, beat? [Verse 3] Driver we need you, there's been a power outage at a barber's college The no kink of armor guard the solace for your popcorn goddess So let's foreally be honest, I'll definitely fall the fuck off, yes I promise In a beautiful array of visual effects and cynical text Over any threats like kambo poisons to ingest While the giants of the mert were dormant, they crept the apartment sanctuary with a search warrant The thirst of the church is formless So I gotta slide through more shit(More shit, nigga) Burden of a sorceress who won't put a cork in it I forfeit the bid for some court-ordered warlord's wish I'm at the abortion clinic with an Aryan yuppie Killing off their offspring because they declare me very ugly When the eugenics push, I avoided the synthetics with a kemetic push Psycho-kinetic gush, yeah [Outro] And billowing out of the cartel pipes And billowing out of the cartel pipes
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