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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

And 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 (Bloodline)

In my bloodline (Bloodline)

In my bloodline (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 (Bloodline)

In my bloodline (Bloodline)

In my bloodline (Bloodline)

Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh