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is the key
Did I get crossed absolutely,
etched in a little piece of themselves, we're sweating though.
Fountain of youth isabelles and jesabelles, no wedding bells, queen elizabeth.

Holy motherfucker smack your gauntlet a labyrinth.
crustified seen through walls hand carved puppets
Don't make a madman out of gifts.
X marks something magnificent if it's to be,

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

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

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

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

Sole's a ventriloquist, antagonist, be soothsayer, rhymesayer, so the irony is whatever.
Oh look I slit my wrists so I'm supposed to be a lantern landing in animation 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 what you've abandoned your god, where we all godforsaken
In a makeshift workshop all alone,
We in a writer's workshop all by myself.

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

I'm practicing being dumb, don't tempt me. I can off my shirt,
Black and yellow that shit is dead.
Sole is my epitath that this the farewell slash entrance
Like before so do whatever.

Everyone is on the floor this is a stickup you're being for your innocence,
So I'll rob you blind for that's worth.
I love my mother and amanda's dreadlocks it's over, take picture leave me alone,
This isn't me.

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

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

Eight twilights in a frame, all on portland, maine m.e.
This is my god and you're all shareholders.
hands, can I get an om, or a loan?
I'll pay you back my dead body resurrected, still torn and stillborn,

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

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

When in the end we should have 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 we're writing hand gestures give me some oceans.
We're and organs in a well in a porn like carousel

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

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