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I never had real 'til now
I never had to steal endz, 'cause that's
I walk the streets with the bat feelin' secure
But I try not to incite fights immature

that come back to haunt
I work hard to get the that I want, and never flaunt
Never post the most guys post high
I keep my focus the ground, and pound
Any who's my ace to my face

Even if on the unda', I try not to wonda'
my brain wit' mental anguish
Strange, it's rather eerie, clearly a whim
I the hymn
Deal with the dealers and the and the jockeys
I can the fizz out the carbonated copy

Imprints are made in the sand as I
Dim reveal rather grand as I talk
Small seem larger
When take charge of their antics
Makin' them

So you never suspect neck bein' strained
So many thoughts in the brain
Heavy gain, so I weight train
'Cause to me the weight is a great gain

And I sane individuals
Close nose to new aromas
I got the smellin' salts are prone ta'
Clear the nasal,

probably make a raise to a new level
And see the devil
Any color ya wish the devil takes any shape
Any form, any

Ride your dish like a picnic
I the sick shit, I had my wrist slit
a suicide, but I survived and you can too
Plan to live a full free of anxieties
you're at it try to keep an eye on me

The man meditation skills wastin' spills
Lyrical liquid, fillin' streams wit'
And I will cream whoever seems
floral arrangements is strange since

You have the comprehension
I stop and lynch them
I'm not the one gun totin'
'Cause I contain within my brain these
Just as

The mental torturer, of
You acknowledge me
'Cause Mr. places pictures
fixtures of photography

Shitty little bitties never get clitties done
But I don't they'll resist
Mr. when I flex my verbal techs
Exit anorexic
I don't to the imbecile, so you can bet this
Is a buster, pain thruster, strain twister

Overwhelming pressure the temples
I touch the microphone, I might condone
The usage of if it is convenient
I and lean it
Like a lever when I ya mutilated

By my enuciated
I survived the ither and the
Now let me a breather
From my own little world, little girls, boys
free of hurries, free of worries

That's riddle poised for
Where are we, from here
As a ho, and I know
And that's the fear
When I'm flippin' into
Now I'm askin' can I spark

It's D E L,
From Hieroglyphics
peace