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She left no note (No)

Deafening silence, the crime faster than rabbits, Father Time slow-mo

She spoke soft, hard truths

So caught a sense of time through gang signs (Woo)

Her fraternity's freemasonry is gangbanging

Red and blue, large Bloods and Crips

Gave all I got, good as it gets

All I got in return was, "What good is this?"

Still don't feel real, toss my tears far

Cigarette burn a hole in the film reel, the pill dissolve (Tshh)

No real resolve found

Some stay afloat, but in the end, we all drown

Halfway through the heist, saw his mom face, too far to stop now

Gunshot, ears pop, high-pitched white noise dog whistle

Devil in the detail, death is God's riddle

No more can I kick it, kids kicking candles at vigil (Huh)

Brand new pistol and an AR

Ain't even eighteen, beef older than they are (Woo)

Don't even know they gon' forget you (What?)

When you gone and won't hug your mother when she miss you

Miss you (They'll miss you, dog)

Fanon said self-amputation how all this is created

The irrational rationalizations of the racists

(Make America great ag—)

The amputee says accept it, there's no escaping

Accept the prosthetics

They give ill-fitted limbs as gifts

And insist you can only live in the present

Fanon dreamed of death every night in the desert

Woke in hospital bed, CIA handlers gently pressing

Wishing he died out there in the sand, bayoneted

He had the wrong answer to the right fucking question

Amputation how you survive

Can't get away if you don't leave something behind

Trapped a housefly in an upside-down pint glass

And waited for it to die

It's still alive

Staring out compound eyes

Nine fingers can still tie a tie

Keep extremities clear, the courthouse close at five (I warned you)

Some took it on the arm, caught in a trap

Some came of their own accord, a piece already cut, neatly wrapped

In butcher paper

Had to cut 'em off, I ain't had no option

They the type to come back with the choppers chopping

Time is on my side, yes, it is

Time is on my side, yes, it is

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