Pulse

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smoke a tote, im smokin rappers like they cannabis
non-religious, yet the shit i spit is blasphemous
high off life, im high off fuckin androgens
Jesus christ, crawlin through the pits of nazareth
Crucified, my mind trapped in a fuckin Labyrinth
Guide your soul, like im Anubis
out of control, spittin lyrics for annalists
shootin shots with fiber optics, aim like stojakovic
Unorthodox, but I aint a Judaist
Intrusive thoughts, im fucking hazardous
Belligerent, jacked up on fuckin Dexedrine
Blissfully ignorant, runnin off endorphins
I'll pile a mountain full of bloody corpses
I speak through my soul, im so discordant
I keep focused, pop a pill of Ritalin
I'm inclined to spit my thoughts, think I need sedatives
Asinine when I talk I spit spewed messages,
I'm so contradicted I became a specialist
If i died I'd crawl out of hell for the hell of it,
Already six feet under, Im a fuckin skeleton
six-piece thunder, but I aint no Olympian
flames asunder, spewin conniptions
bloodstained carpets, doin evictions
my ideas are abstract like a canvas
hold the world on my shoulders, atlas
I'm disastrous forged like Damascus, blacksmith
I'm rancid like a tumor I'm cancerous,
passin through rappers im ravenous
misconstrued brain matter, melted through like acid
leave a skull shattered, brain splattered, straight madness
Insane, membrane barely intact, hell's gate, that's where I'm at
that's why I spit flames when I rap,
blind rage fueled by cocaine, cataracts
mindless violence, driving through cul-de-sacs
Ice like Poseidon, but I bring heat like a fuckin thermostat
I'm monstrous, a gelatinous biomass
im a villainous cheating insomniac,
mental illness, slaughter a beat causin heart attacks
run it back, NordicTrack
 
 
 
 

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