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Final Design

Awake at the bottom Of the barrels we cry out So ashamed of our tears That we blame only ourselves That's when they win, they keep us convinced To lift

way you thinking about your plans But I tryna bring it back Before your brain hit the pan Sean from Detroit Lupe from Chicago land But both of our chains say made in Japan German engineers design

, Massachusetts, He made it all the way not by chance He had a hot shot Chevy panel truck designed as an ambulance Be broke through to his final destination

wise paradise Each time you raise the wire On fire for me, my plane is happy Gotta show, gotta leave Which indeed I'd like to He's afforded final ten

was something special in the man, there was much more to his life than just working with his hands and He'd say There's no home I could design that

teach and I preach A positive vibe, a way of life is how I'm livin' So get hype to the rhythm KLF is the crew, ya hear yeah Design a rhyme I just won

to sit around on bar stools, Me and the mic, we been around since car pools. And now with the 90's behind me, I've finally designed the epitomy of grimy

Chali 2na) Yo! From a drop of blood to bones and body parts To vital organs form and your brain and tiny heart Your fetus, date of birth, til puberty finally

out a wheat field uniquely woven [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, predicting the orbital patterns of Venus In the grass behind your grandpas wood barn Complex designs