Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors
Return of the king of flow
Then take it down slow
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed
Of the book of your life
You make a nigga sing songs nice
Thoughts of immortality
Hopin' that my niggas see
Raybands...hide the face of,
We don't ever make love
Top of my pile of bodies
Steal your love with ease
So i guess that's where i hide my things
Out of this coviction of feelings
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