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I make 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 shatter a ribcage,
crush you and that listen's to rage,
a vision of rage, it's like swimming with 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 misfit, so why risk it?
''cause this shit will a large imprint.
It's an classic, if not then it's close to it.
You disagree then you don't music.
Most emcees that garble when time to write,
got nothing to say, like a deaf man with writers block.
It's an animalistic so what your friends think.
I wonders with the pen's ink.
So what's a quote from favourite artist?
If it aint Celeb then it's probably garbage.

Long time coming, 15 in the making,
it's finally come, but my are acheing.
how I make the beat bleed,
strangle the music 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 just fucking rapper with a crisis,
and a collection of songs being rich.
Life's a big chain, it pushed you in the which it ### thought containment.
We call it entertainment and you could love it or it.
You turn it up, or turn 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.
zombies who choose to follow,
yeah some can spit, but swallow.

I was always told that Rabbit the moment.
That's why I with emotion.
Sing i spit blood, sing for the hopeless,
sing 'til my lungs give out, and my closes.
That's my ambition, to turn heads like a street magician.
David Blaine paying attention.
It's the attraction, the world premier.
Dead Celeb I thought I it perfectly clear,
i would not back down or stumble.
I just pace, back and forth, like a lion of a jungle.
is my domain me and a mic go together,
like Robert 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 more than you 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.
When I'm I'm ###.
And I like any of these rappers causing me boredom.
I kick a hole in the 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.
''cause inside I'm and dingy,
like Donnie Darko was trapped me.
I'm like the streets of Harlem.
and a quest that became a ring like golem.
My precious, we you, quick.
We you like Dead Celebrity's Blood Music.
And I'm a scriptling direct hell.
I'm like when cannabis first battled Darnel.
come to rock down, you rock as my pumps.
I this to new heights like suicide jumps.
You live 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 no point, like blindfolding a blind man.
DCS are the initials, for who got issues,
for kids who fight like pitbulls.
You wanna battle? my win column.
I got two middle fingers with your name on them. What?!