Processed Beats

I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide
 I drop beats from this processed meat
 For a conversation, a meditation
 And I cut waves like some unborn sage
 Just like terrorists on a day of rest singing
 I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide
 I break bones stealing mobile phones
 And I'm cuttin' deals for these homeless meals
 Making idle threats using Chinese burns
 As you load my head with the grateful dead singing
 I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide
 I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide
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 I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide
 I ran from the tide
 Won't let you hide
 Won't let you hide