(Blaze)
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Solomon was the father, the casketmaker
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In 1920 something, he was the undertaker
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Who outlived everyone until the day he tried to die
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And jumped in the freezing water so starts the timeline
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1980 something one summer evening
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Come out that same water he came ah-creeping
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Wtih tattered clothes soaking wet from head to toe
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Where he happened he had not know, no boots
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Solomon was lost and confused in different times
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He knew he didn't belong he could see it in her eyes
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So he fled in the alleyway like the homeless
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Cause at this point in time his life was hopeless
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Killing himself didn¡¯t work a bit
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He only woke up 60 years in the future, revived his shit
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Alive was dead still waiting to become the transformation into Blaze¡¯s son
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(Chorus)
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I keep changing feeling strange and watch as
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I metamorphosize, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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He is the father and I am the son
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And together we become the great undying one, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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Blaze the son, was a gangsta work
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He live by the gun, and died over trying to sell one
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To a baby G, from a set around the way
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Things are way different now, from way back in the days
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Solomon would have never sold a piece
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He'd only build a couple caskets
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The house, alter the season
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Blaze on the other hand, loved killing everything
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And then what he took, to get his hands on some money man
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From selling crack rocks, on street blocks
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Hood famous as a dead thug
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Always rocking a clock
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Following numbers up the clock, making doorways
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So anyone who would oppose, would die and just go away
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He never died, no his wounds never healed
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Never stopped to think, how shitty that got to feel
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But it¡¯s okay, cause he¡¯s changing again
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To fulfill the destiny, of Colton Grundy¡¯s brethren
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(Chorus)
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I keep changing feeling strange and watch as
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I metamorphosize, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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He is the father and I am the son
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And together we become the great undying one, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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Colton is the great one, never will he perish
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He's not concerned with the life, that so many cherish
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Not concerned with looking for love, that they claim that is
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He¡¯s heartless, he dead, he¡¯s proud, he¡¯s not embarrassed
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Move back, no time, the clock is broke
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Never had parents, he was conceived in smoke
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Father was just a premonition of a past life,
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or the life he never stopped living
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His story began right, it didn¡¯t
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Still confused and I don¡¯t get it
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He is I, and I am him, I never had decendents
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I never had any father, and I am like my brother
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To sum it all up, we¡¯re all the same motherfucka
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(Chorus 2x)
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I keep changing feeling strange and watch as
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I metamorphosize, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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He is the father and I am the son
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And together we become the great undying one, well
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Time keeps ticking in the Timeline
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Ticking in the time keeps ticking in the timeline
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Ticking in the
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Timeline
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Blaze Ya Dead Homie |