β. 3rd Person for Ancient History Lyrics – J. Anomaly

β. 3rd Person for Ancient History Lyrics by J. Anomaly

Smell of McDonald’s filling the room
Quick stop after school, car smell like the fumes
I feel connected to each street like my femur to my hip bone
Let me tell you what I like, algorithm thinking zip code

Don’t redline me
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Don’t redline me
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They say no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning

Before the teacher’s red pen let me know that I’m sinning
Said no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning
Stream of consciousness
Don’t redline me

Don’t redline me
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Don’t redline me
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He got two older brothers, one like music, one draw
Both those interests manifested in him

He got one little brother, mom and dad at the hospital
They got a special visitor when he was like three
And his house for two family but only his live there
Probably different situation than ’bout most on the block

Passed down through the family so they don’t pay rent there
Don’t go to park ‘cross the street ’cause his mama saw shots
Don’t redline me
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Don’t redline me
They’ll outline me
They’ll outline me
They’ll outline me

They’ll outline me
They’ll outline me
They’ll outline me
They’ll outline me

Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me
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Don’t redline me
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They say no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning

Before the teacher’s red pen let me know that I’m sinning
Said no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning
Stream of consciousness
K-8 scholarship to go to school, he’s not Catholic but it’s better than

The public school that is right ‘cross the street
They picked him ’cause his mama was a teacher
Showed his teachers he could spell
M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I

By seventh grade, a hundred digits of pi memorized
Boy did that payoff
They tellin’ him look for a payoff
Had his mother and his father in his life not his grandparents

They passed away before they ever could meet
He’s from where the bullets flying
School teaches ’bout dying
No communion, he hope heaven is a place where he’s free

Don’t redline me
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Please let me in

Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?

Why not me?
Why not me?
They say no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning
Before the teacher’s red pen let me know that I’m sinning

Said no journey ever ends, let me tell you my beginning
Stream of consciousness
Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me

Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me

Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me
Don’t redline me
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Don’t redline me
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J. Anomaly Lyrics – β. 3rd Person for Ancient History

J. Anomaly

β. 3rd Person for Ancient History