Lyrics
Yeah
Don't sleep on final stages
Boss battles don't end easy they got different fazes
And final days got some showing different faces
And I can't face it, it hurts, who'll make it?
Man, I hope we make it
Yeah, I hope we-
The thousand year cleanse, a thousand year rush
Developing skills that make my student side blush
It ain't much, but the work is honest
I spit out views that make a short life longest
I stick with crews that see the truth upon us
There's some out there that like to gloat and con us
Shiny things
Distractions from a violent scene
Executioner comes down with a violent swing
It's in the genes
I get it but it's still a thing
I want the good but the bad spills over everything
And I want everything
That's my problem
Ambition calls on anything
But that's embarrassing
Like a child in search of better parenting
But we're just placeholders
A better me's on the way
Don't fear the takeover
A better beast, altered me, upgraded reformer
A golden aura, light beaming around a skilled wa-
Julio Flores
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