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Hello, hello
Is this thing on
Testing 1 - 2 -3
Ah
I'm so glad your equipment survived the crash

Nonconformists they sing in chorus to poor performance
Receive a warning yo Beefy sporting a stegosaurus
Oldest gen but still my importance remains enormous
Often dormant cause feeling boring just never for us
Why don't we find the one getting the rub
The one straight up covered in enemy blood
The one sneaky coveting all of your love
And planted like roots in he river, resisting the flood
An overweight generous stud
Addicted to Tanner like audio drug
Neither of us ever giving a fuck
Baby what up?
But maybe still nothing to see here
Darkness surrounds us but stay clear
Jean-Luc'ing out in the frontier
Bucking with horns saying oh dear
Faces they changing like Top Gear
Check for a minute then out in a second
Cause nothing could get me to leave here
So why you even trying?
Said that I'd go off the grid and Beef not known for lying
Finally I saw myself, the image terrifying
Levels rising, body dying, I just care about the hiding
Socially sneaky
Don't want em to see me
Breathing in deeply
Giving up easy
Making up progress
Laying out carpets
Eliminate profits
Take out the targets
Make em regret ever calling you artist

Return that shit to sender
Independent
No surrender
Return that shit to sender
Relocating here forever
Ayo return that shit to sender
Independent
No surrender
Return that shit to sender
Relocating here forever



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Moore
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