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Yeah, every man see him 'Sail to Byzantium' |
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For those that can't see him, they lost man leave him |
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Transparent transceiver, no hand lever |
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on the hand receiver, the signal gets weaker |
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Sales of street polymer gels that form hardened shells that repel |
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Interrogative drills in the torture cell |
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Sounds like Hell, not exactly |
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Rap for me, this human's cavity interacts with me |
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Blood, liver, and lungs, external viscera thugs |
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Cutting me up with glitter covered gloves |
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I ran out the building, ran to the building where I parked |
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WHY MY CHILDREN NOT IN THE CAR?! |
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I am not unravelling, I am calm, |
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I'm staying at Bigelow Arkansas obeying the law, playing GRAW |
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They ask questions with Russian like aggression |
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From the on screen projector, what is your intention? |
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Moratorium? I got four of them, meet me in the auditorium |
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I'ma show you how to talk to them |
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Right handed MC, used to be lefty |
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Wind direction don't effect me, my spotter corrects me |
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Open the eyelid, check behind him like crazy Ivan |
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on the coastliner, Psilocybin, crazy rhyming |
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With third Density binding, galactic plane timing |
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The Pleistocene is rising, I cannot describe it |
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Lavatory tidy and quaint, brand new paint |
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Laboratory, huge, sprawling, brand new warheads |
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Space grunts line up face front |
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Base jump into the waste dump, complete Phase 1! |
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Bone shards scattered all over the boneyard |
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We low crawl paying no attention to our nose at all |
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I see the beast pupil size increase |
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Seen it grab somebody off the street, bite and release |
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I decrease my silhouette, try to lay flat |
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Zero in where the chest and the neck intersect |
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Take a breath than hold it, but only for a moment |
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Stay focused or your first one'll be your last soldier |
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Woke up in the Infirmary, here's your papers |
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Thank you for your service, young man, see you later |
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Cardboard papers signs |
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"I will eat rhymes three times a day if you could only spare me a dime" |
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Real Hip Hop spitting, that's how I'm living |
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I mount my weapon like I mount my women |
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Intercept correct beats, sleep search collect and keep |
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I like it let's meet next week |
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The mind of a weirdo, it's not really clear where he goes |
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Nobody here really knows... |
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Everybody wanna ask questions, don't pay attention to the messenger |
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Listen to the message! |
