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  • Hallucinations/
  • Palpitations/
  • Sensing Sensations similar to Satan/
  • Hello Krakatoa/
  • Crackling down my foes like dominoes/
  • Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in October/
  • From ghettos down to tomb Ramses -/
  • - Picking by pages, about to show my flow/
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  • These/
  • Concerns of which i am about to address/
  • Comcast cable and a bill to top off my checklist/
  • May have a lisp, may have a zip, but I can zigzag through verses/
  • Madvillany ad-lib in cursive words like hearses/
  • Stole your career/
  • King Leer lurks and hears/
  • Not fearful of a mirror/
  • Just the way it looks at stares/
  • VROOM!, veer from the illusion/
  • My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/
  • Abusing and cruising my rues to myself/
  • Off the top Cr-ocker pot/
  • "Run the Jewels", cottonmouth/
  • Roller, can't decide which way to roll over/
  • Think I'm bipolar, and moreover/
  • Can't stop the storm from pouring chloroform/
  • Reform my corpse with four sore bruising's/
  • Somebody sue me, like Tom Cruise in that movie/
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  • I have grown fond of my Lexicon/
  • This luscious brotherhood I've donned since Saddam/
  • Under that weight/
  • Vanilla Ice flipping real estate/
  • States the fate of an artist bent on Brooklyn banks/
  • Tom Hanks & Tom Watts flaunt the onslaught/
  • As they clot their arteries, remedies from their enemies rough spot/
  • The whole lot/
  • Doesn't seem to understand/
  • My master plan opens a door unopened/
  • Shining a light on my lack of focus, broke pockets/
  • Raising nothing but ruckus/
  • My success is lifting your eyelids/
  • To show your kids i'm a spirit that's kindred/
  • Remember a soul never wants to be ended/
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  • Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/
  • "Hello" beckons from my mouth but rarely shows/
  • Welcome to my world, it spirals and it swirls/
  • Existential thoughts depending from the curls/
  • Hurl the pendent and send it to them girls/
  • It's either give up hope/
  • Or push some coke/
  • Dope, weed seeds, blotters and shrooms/
  • Barrell up into a hotbox, watch the threading looms/
  • Wonder why? I see past all disguise's/
  • Begged and pleaded with the Lord above, Jesus/
  • Fried, despised my heart that lies within/
  • A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/
  • Went out shooting, here's my retribution/
  • Confusion, moonlit masking that i'm fused in/
  • Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/
  • Freemason it freely, reputation for my rarity/
  • Clarity barley comprehensible/
  • A terrier unable to hop the fence and still/
  • Kill with skills unheard off like Timbuktu/
  • Manic and panic, attack your lack of attachment/
  • Your resentment just furthers my results/
  • Zeus on Olympus throwing thunderbolts
  • Dare ya, take out the king/
  • This evil Lord, held a prisoner in Sing-Sing/
  • Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/
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  • I'm walking about town, with a wallet named Gr-omit/
  • Grounded but lifted, sixes and sevens/
  • Tears on my necklace, reckless, sexless/
  • A carriage from my inheritance/
  • Waterfalls and visions on my visors/
  • My incisor numb to the nano receptors
  • To beat or not to beat/
  • On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/
  • Reap, leak, seek heat'n'if you reek, i got your needs like wiki-leaks/
  • Outta the fucking blue/
  • Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/
  • Robbing along the block like Wells Fargo/
  • Dipping in'n'out like Argo/
  • How far'll you go?/
  • I got nothing to lose, loser i'll bruise ya/
  • Watch ya hide inside your Chevy truck cruiser/
  • People are quick to not work and kick ya when your down/
  • Get around like Tupac, I'm not worked up, I'm wound/
  • I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/
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  • Get a call from my mom, one love/
  • Sunlight reflecting off my ray-bands store-bought/
  • Headphones keeping loners in check/
  • Entertainers to the stoner eclectics/
  • Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/
  • No more of that otherworldly ethereal shit/
  • I strive for excellence, unless its derived/
  • From anyone that isn't me, no pity in sight/
  • Coming out the snowfall, like Hoth and I'm soft/
  • Doth narrated as I approached k.dots loft/
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  • Wake in the morning, its storming and my mood's improved/
  • Soothing jazz juxtaposing the pizzazz of this room/
  • Milks cool, got school in a while/
  • All along the Waterfront, like a crocodile/
  • Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/
  • Walk around the corner, get a flier from a crier/
  • Cowering on my stage to long/
  • Power-struggle to come through with a song/
  • Ready for my long con to be finally done/
  • A don conspires and rewires/
  • Igniting a fire first, with his lighter/
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