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is the key
Did I get out? absolutely,
Everybody's etched in a little piece of themselves, sweating though.
Fountain of youth like and jesabelles, no wedding bells, queen elizabeth.

Holy motherfucker smack gauntlet into a labyrinth.
Escher crustified seen through walls carved puppets
make a madman out of god's gifts.
X marks something magnificent if it's to be,

And I'm meaning daddy kev, well to my odditorium.
Let's make molehills of insecticide what dreams are of in and about
With all limbs dancing as one it's a masterpiece and you're invited, sweating?
Wake the waves we throwing tantrums who's catching jathan vs the spicegirls

Ideas thrown at random is to waste and I'm an archangel.
Slaying every cliche ever thrown where's the diss in that?
I'm dissing languages, what's the point? everyone is out.
in everything, decode my dick, I ain't linda tripping this is my stadium.

Another gift of gab I suppose everyone oughtta change their
Oh these girls are angels apparently god in seattle.
Jathan is the ceo in a desk of air, salute the before they melt omega6.
been sacrificed to a volcano check it out,

I'm a big word moments of genius.
Imagine my eyes every time I'm reading this,
If it's meant to cry, and I guess all people are to die.
What is it you're looking at? there's a hole in my call it heartache.

a ventriloquist, antagonist, wanna be soothsayer, rhymesayer, so the irony is whatever.
Oh look I slit my wrists so I'm supposed to be a lantern landing in abandoning all my human traits.
You're all in bondage, bon we keep it in accompaniment,

professionalism, throw up your w's ask questions.
This is a questionaire what you've abandoned god, where we all godforsaken
In a makeshift workshop all alone,
We in a makeshift writer's all by myself.

Where are my planets we are all planets in clothes
in line where's the irony in that?
This is my who are you yelling at?
Drink your shit, take that smart shit elsewhere.

I'm practicing being dumb, tempt me. I can take off my shirt,
Black and yellow photographs that is dead.
Sole is my epitath that this the farewell slash entrance
never before so do whatever.

Everyone is on the floor this is a stickup you're being raped for innocence,
So I'll rob you blind for that's worth.
I love my mother and amanda's dreadlocks it's over, take your picture me alone,
This even me.

Paint tim naked, read it and weep.
Wipe that off your face I'm on an ego trip.
So my trophy who wins humanity 1999 1200 hobos those numbers make sense.
We make up a a defense brainwashing pestilence.

all about advertising, can I rent space in your mind?
It's all about I'm so underground everyday I wake up at 7:30 and I still ain't dead.
It's all about if I don't come down up off of this irony off hard,
One thousand ideas of sympathy. let's dance, sex symphony time for ambush.

Eight in a frame, all eyes on portland, maine m.e.
is my god complex and you're all shareholders.
Hold hands, can I get an om, or a
I'll pay you back over my dead body resurrected, torn and stillborn,

I'm still adding names next time it will be like "dear society."
I'm a live poet still and ending any explanation on an expedition
We call hiphop and I think it's the greatest of time ever shat.
Where's my sarcasm, it's actually sincerity when I rap what I do.

All hip-hop is something I listen to when I what I'm not talking about.
Or insinuating disclaimer everything I write is a song,
This time I'm about the things I can't change.
We'll be hungry and pointing fingers

in the end we should have been building skyscrapers. this is my planet,
I'll have my people talk to people I'm not weird and everybody's bored
So let's be important while we're writing hand give me some oceans.
We're orphans and organs in a well in a like carousel

is a trampoline springboard.
An idealistic "isn't it the time it took to step off?"
this will be an ancient society.
I'm doing this in of never getting crossed out, so where's my dotted line?

I forgot my lines and I'm out of steam. so leave me here to die for a minute.