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I could make a earth shake, I'm worst mistake,
between skinny and Camp Crystal Lake.
I feel like Rob Zombie, my are morbid,
I slept 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 of rage, it's like swimming with great whites.
slain mics, up and feel the break tight.
I always like to show decency,
but music brings out the beast in me.
It's an animalistic misfit, so why it?
''cause shit will leave a large imprint.
It's an instant classic, if not then it's to it.
You disagree then you don't music.
Most that garble when it's time to write,
they got 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 aint Dead then it's probably garbage.

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

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

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