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We will ensure that our government never opens the door to the use of cloning... for human reproduction. It is dangerous, profoundly wrong and has no place in our society or any society. This order is an important step in advancing-- But when everything comes out it's going to blow the lid off of everything, because this is the biggest damn story in human history, and it's simply this: You are not alone and you have never been alone Bobby Ray, Bandz Bobby Ray ha-ha Show your belly button if you ain't a clone Show your belly button if you ain't a clone Show your belly button if you ain't a clone If you a surrogate you homegrown Why you still got them damn panties on? Why you still on your damn camera phone? Bobby Ray Bandz on Genghis Khan Walking in with the damn Daniels on Haters on my dick, no I ain't alone Airports sell too much damn cologne State niggas wear too much damn cologne Pack so loud smell it through the phone Bob when you gonna write a book for shits sake? But niggas don't read so I keep making mixtapes I keep making mixtapes Everyone I meet shop a beat or a mixtape See they plan to enslave And make a billion dollars just off inmates Clone meat your intake Chicken look like it do nothing but lift weights SongtexteAnd you just fixed the big plate Kids looking grown by fifth grade Other day I saw a baby in a stroller Little nigga had a goatee and a temp fade Goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade If chemtrails are clouds when I pee it's lemonade Over and out, air force flying over my house Helicopters flying over the crib We get it, you know where I live No fucks, you know what I give No chill, fuck Neil he's a shill Cornrows, my Achilles heel Get harder than malaria still Get harder than surgical steel I give it to her she like, 'Hercules real' Word to the tower I'm a modern day seal Verbally kill, I hurt you for real I'm from the city where the goons often lurking the field And if the cops don't kill then the murderers will Can't hire these stripes, gotta earn them for real How you gon' search for whats real When all the preachers that you worship be perverted for real And this will never play on syndicated radio Cause that's just the way it goes Yeah, in my bloodline, uh Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh What's behind a supernatural, is it actual? I blow your mind like explosives in a cantaloupe A stick of dynamite in your cantaloupe Astral project, I astral catapult What the fuck you laughing for? Chain hang from my clavicle You were inside of my admiral Eat you like an enzyme or a cannibal Like I'm holding election with Hannibal Lecter Tied up in the stretcher hitting on a professor Man I roll up the lettuce Get stoned like Rosetta Too faded tryna hold it together You've been demoted a letter You slow enough to trigger motion detector You could lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink You can lead someone to knowledge but you can't make him think, Bandz Yeah, in my bloodline, uh Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh Aus Songtexte Mania