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I make a earth shake, I'm your worst mistake,
skinny dipping and Camp Crystal Lake.
I feel like Rob Zombie, my are morbid,
like I slept in his of a thousand corpses.
Put on a page, could a giant's ribcage,
crush you and anyone listen's to rage,
a vision of rage, it's swimming with great whites.
slain mics, step up and the break tight.
I like to show some decency,
but music brings out the beast in me.
an animalistic misfit, so why risk it?
''cause this shit will a large imprint.
It's an instant classic, if not it's close to it.
You then you don't know music.
emcees that garble when it's time to write,
they got nothing to say, like a deaf man with block.
It's an so fuck what your friends think.
I work wonders with the ink.
So what's a quote from your favourite
If it aint Dead then it's probably garbage.

Long time coming, 15 in the making,
it's finally come, but my are acheing.
Watch how I the beat bleed,
strangle the 'till it can't breathe.
On it's whole, words are the support.
Without me the dies. Without me then it's lifeless.
Without me I'm just another rapper with a crisis,
and a collection of about being rich.
a big chain, it pushed you in the only which it ### thought containment.
We call it entertainment and you love it or hate it.
You turn it up, or turn it off, or just embrace it.
There's just too many to regard it, all of them.
And they are starving and they off of music.
Walking zombies who to follow,
some can spit, but most swallow.

I was told that Rabbit seized the moment.
why I write with emotion.
Sing 'til i blood, sing for the hopeless,
sing 'til my give out, and my throat closes.
That's just my ambition, to heads like a street magician.
David Blaine stopped attention.
It's the main attraction, the premier.
Dead I thought I made it perfectly clear,
i would not back down or stumble.
I just pace, back and forth, a lion inside of a jungle.
This is my me and a mic go together,
Robert Downey Junior and cocaine.
I'm an addict, I got a bad habit,
of making the best emcees below average.
I'm just savage. I'm than you bargain for.
That's why I the mic up into my arm and soar.

are swarming I'm more than a hurricane,
and when I'm on it I'm than a great white shark.
I'm storming I'm ###.
And I don't like any of these causing me boredom.
I a hole in the speaker once I'm done recording.
And my voice cuts sooner, cuts a in Texas.
I got a face and it's weapons.
me rip the flesh from the beat
Skin it alive and hang a from his feet.
inside I'm dark and dingy,
like Darko was trapped within me.
I'm starving the streets of Harlem.
and a quest that became with a like golem.
My precious, we you, quick.
We need you like Celebrity's Blood Music.
And I'm a direct from hell.
I'm hungry when cannabis first battled Darnel.
I've come to down, you rock as my pumps.
I take this to new like suicide jumps.
You live once, ### hunts.
And I get bloody, like it's the of the month, bitch.
For those that spell, it's Y-A-S,
the most letters in the alphabet.
''cause me is like speaking English in Thailand,
really no point, like blindfolding a blind man.
DCS are the initials, for who got issues,
for kids who fight like pitbulls.
You battle? Check my win column.
I got two middle fingers with your name on them. What?!