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

time coming, 15 years in the making,
it's come, but my lungs are acheing.
Watch how I make the bleed,
strangle the 'till it can't breathe.
On it's whole, words are the support.
Without me the song dies. Without me it's lifeless.
Without me I'm just another fucking with a crisis,
and a collection of songs being rich.
Life's a big chain, it you in the only which it ### thought containment.
We call it entertainment and you could it or hate it.
You could turn it up, or turn it off, or embrace it.
just too many stakes to regard it, all of them.
And they are starving and feed off of music.
zombies who choose to follow,
yeah some can spit, but swallow.

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

Lyrics are I'm more than a hurricane,
and when I'm on it I'm more a great white shark.
When I'm I'm ###.
And I don't like any of rappers causing me boredom.
I kick a hole in the speaker once I'm recording.
And my voice cuts sooner, cuts a in Texas.
I got a and it's fatal weapons.
Watch me rip the from the beat
it alive and hang a song from his feet.
''cause inside I'm and dingy,
like Donnie was trapped within me.
I'm like the streets of Harlem.
and a that became with a ring like golem.
My precious, we you, quick.
We need you like Dead Blood Music.
And I'm a scriptling from hell.
I'm hungry like when cannabis first Darnel.
come to rock down, you rock as my pumps.
I take to new heights like suicide jumps.
You live once, ### hunts.
And I get bloody, it's the time of the month, bitch.
For those that spell, it's Y-A-S,
the most dangerous in the alphabet.
''cause facing me is like English in Thailand,
there's really no point, like blindfolding a man.
DCS are the initials, for who got issues,
for kids who back like pitbulls.
You battle? Check my win column.
I got two middle fingers with name written on them. What?!