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(Outro​)​Thinkin N Shit​(​feat. Captin Planit​)​(​Prod. Kritical Hit)

from R​.​I​.​T​.​Z. (Reality In Timeless Zones) by Jakku Hatsuan

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JAC BraiNchild

100 degrees cold maybe not so hot but the block stay froze..in conquest...expect my freezers cooler brother...hooded birthing I'm an assassins creed...remain pure..greed needs poverty...to remain pure...curious caressing cures in currants...currently vain sick...mirrors remain Dorian Grey mix...sitting the train shittin brain bits....a steel mill...kill millers lite milians for the the dream to have a kid wit...ness selected smash bro...release a thunder unto porkies now that's a PK Durantchula...dropped into a game of chess...chews cash and bash Jew checks...but I'll accept by any means to feed my family and my set....pen blistering from the pressures of putting my arms into pit...trying to climb out a better man with little burden of his sins...heaven has no place for me and hell doesn't exist...assimilated appliance of observing conscious through a lens..of a collide..only rooms and shadows to confide...confirm mind outsides...beside my inside inversion of playing live organs...upbringing morals are oral as I'm constantly told my love is rather orphan...age of biotechs and instagrams...picture perfect ruins of a Romeo and Juliet...loves to suicide buildings Pisa leanings Da Vinci coated Mona Lisa...at least a Caesar's attractive to the public...until stab wounds remind the body it hurts more from first times and goodbyes...but I'm just thinking and shit...

Captin Planit

I, remove my robe and then address my baby mama
It’s after two, I hit the zoo to pet a baby llama
Then get a schwarma that I copped across the grand marina
And dip in time to skip the line at Meadowlands arena
What’s the point of living if the mission is to pass away
Quit your bullshitting, all this bitching ‘bout a tragic day
What goes around, comes around like a boomerang
Don’t associate or procreate with fans of Hoobastank
Now I wish that I could live my life in slow motion
Coasting in a motor boat across the open ocean
Me, my main squeeze, and a carton of Kool cigarettes
Staring at the stars, it’s tough enough to just consider it
We’re making love like when we first became acquainted,
A strange arrangement that we knew we’d use to lay the pavement
Nowadays I lay and marinate on how I got to this
From dreams I deemed preposterous to beaming for my doctorate
Leaving things I used to love to move above the status quo
Sensible decisions though I’m equipped with the baddest flow
Make my mother proud and let my marriage snare my character
And stack my riches then I name my mistress the inheritor...but I'm just thinkin n shit...

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Jakku Hatsuan New York, New York

perhaps an enigma within his own imbalances creates a dimension of sub-conscious of thought. Jutting a bold caps, gives the annotation of "JUST ANOTHER CONSCIOUS". He is a student of the universe,the wielder of libraries and eater of worlds. The powers that stems from his Lyrical prowess is uncanny THE BraiNchild's an artist of many ventures and forms, ... more

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