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Salted Steps (instrumental)


Before I criticize you
I’ll walk a mile for a day your shoes
So that way, when I do criticize you
I'm a mile away with your shoes
But you ain't the type to be making a move
Your likeness is fake and reused
It's like what they play on the news
You just be frightening to cater to views

You don't like how I spin it? Galileo
White miracle I whip - it isn't mayo
Catch a palette full of zips, it's a payload
Little devil doing dips in my halo

Whipping in a winter Winnebago 
Making everything split like a bagel
Never stepping on a brick like a Lego
Even got a pack on my chick, Go Diego

Let me get it back
Then I get it ready and attack
Meditated murder, I can elevate it further like a monk up on a decorated matttress
Imminent in fact
In a millisecond, Imma snap
If it'll be rolling a package up with a track in the back, it'll get a brain cellophaned, it's a wrap, bitch

Blend in with a stick, I'm a chameleon, I bet I make another figure change
Gotta make a killing off of living, no comedian, I end it with a motherfucking bang
Set in with a set, I'm like a sedative, a bedouin in bed, and better when I get a strain
Smacking it back and it's like a dab in a pocket
I get a pack in to pack it, I'm bigoted big, and to figure the figure - I'm taking it to the bank

Hoe

Archons in the cut, Archons in the cut
Words can get you popping; 'til Karma hits you up
Marduk in my blood, Sargon, Kek and Tut
Far gone minds apart from mine
It's hard to give a fuck

You in DMs, I'm in DMT
Vision bending tenden-see

Absent from that of your class at the table, your childish place is excused
My mind and my patience and cool; only things I would be able to lose
Every diss charged with intent - I fired a stray in the room
Copy? Right, striking a hit and you might just be changing your tune

From the instant of time that I came from the womb
I was gifted the mind of an alien loom
I'm a cryptid combined with an angel of doom
Scripted to shine like the tape of the moon

Stick and a rock like an ape in a troop
Get the clique and the mob and the gang and the group
Skip on your set 'cause I'm able to move
The scope of my range - I'm aiming to prove

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