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I could make a earth shake, I'm your mistake,
between skinny dipping and Crystal Lake.
I feel Rob Zombie, my thoughts are morbid,
I slept in his house of a thousand corpses.
Put on a page, shatter a giant's ribcage,
crush you and anyone listen's to rage,
a vision of rage, it's like swimming great whites.
slain mics, step up and feel the tight.
I like to show some decency,
but music always brings out the 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 you don't know music.
Most emcees that garble when time to write,
they got nothing to say, like a man with writers block.
It's an animalistic so fuck what your think.
I work wonders the pen's ink.
So what's a from your favourite artist?
If it Dead Celeb then it's probably garbage.

time coming, 15 years 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.
Life's a big chain, it you in the only which it ### thought containment.
We call it entertainment and you 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 they are and they feed off of music.
Walking who choose to follow,
yeah can spit, but most swallow.

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

Lyrics are 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 rappers me boredom.
I kick a hole in the speaker 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 song his feet.
inside I'm dark and dingy,
like Donnie Darko was within me.
I'm starving the streets of Harlem.
and a quest that with a ring like golem.
My precious, we you, quick.
We need you like Celebrity's Blood Music.
And I'm a scriptling direct hell.
I'm hungry like when first battled Darnel.
come to rock down, you rock as my pumps.
I take this to new heights like jumps.
You only once, ### hunts.
And I get bloody, like it's the of the month, bitch.
For those that can't spell, Y-A-S,
the dangerous letters in the alphabet.
''cause facing me is like English in Thailand,
there's really no point, like a blind man.
DCS are the initials, for who got issues,
for kids who back like pitbulls.
You wanna battle? my win column.
I got two fingers with your name written on them. What?!