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What in the World's the purpose
You're walking around nervous
The streams no-one heard on
It look's great here on the surface
Surround yourself with ones
That make you feel like you were worth it
Even if we stacked all of the medicine cabinets
Never be tall enough to get ahead of the madnesses
Even if you gathered every pint and flask
It don't provide a place to hide from the shadows of your past
Even if i laid with every friend I've made
I'd still be just a couple strands of DNA
Afraid of being betrayed
You can't wear that disguise forever
If you don't stop the bleeding
Gonna leak through your sweater
And you better not stain my upholstery
Hopefully I'm happy to make your acquaintance
Anecdotally
You could have caught a locomotive train to see me locally
You could have kept it vocally and rang me on the rotary
Brought you by whatever the censors choose
It's probably not the news if it represents your views
I'm trying to juxtapose with those
That don't agree with my version of perfect
Otherwise What in the World's the purpose
Out the window hearing loud cries
5 stories up high
A sky rise in downtown
Single but with 9 wives
The mud is where he comes from
Judgement isn't outlines
Look at all the results
I never want to downsize
If I see a fault I take it out my vault I gotta go
If I mess it up I re-record the verse with a different flow
The winter walking through the blizzard
Nike's on it's freezing cold
In Queens with some Timb's on my North Face
I zip it closed
They pick apart the gifted art
Cause didn't get the views
But they missed the part
That vision starts in different types of moods
See the kid has got a bigger heart
Cause he was starved for food
And it built a lot of skills he got
Then carved it out for you
And this one wants the accolades
But didn't pay the dues
Like you could've had your dream girl
But didn't make the move
I just pulled up to Matinee
But late a day or two
There's a shooting at the entrance
But it didn't make the news
What in the World
And that's the day
That me and knowledge parted ways
Things ain't been the same
Since the day I landed in Martinaisse
I'm hard to kill and I'm hard to phase
Give the space the darkest gaze
When really all I am
Is just a common lazy carbon chain
When I fall asleep
All I see is visions of cannonballs
Marching to the rhythm
Of the reckoning of revachol
I wanna take my paint
To the bloody pores of these granite walls
And show various analogs
Who I am when the hammer falls
Drop to my knees
And I pray to the saint Delores Dei
As if there wasn't more to say
As If I wasn't more than clay
Run my fingers down a parabellum sunrise
On a high horse for a pale ride
And one slug when it comes time
Please God I only got one shot gun
Smokes cold and the blood runs hot
Since last week this is all that I got
There's a man in the tree and a life I forgot
I decide that I'm not gonna die on the spot
Gonna fight for the win bend light when I talk
Live for the tie or you lie on the blocks
And there will come a time when the World's gonna