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Soaring through these beats, my eye like Sauron, top of the morning to Ireland, protest in the poor mens muslim bin.
Imma terraformer, alien preforming terror like Terraria, mass hysteria, eye of Cthulhu turns the world to pixie dust.
Transformers optimal, in my prime never going minimal, deceptions among us all but G' that animal.
Draconic wings flap among the skies, red fire drips down with the force of a thousand guys, Skyrim never lies.
Lie awake or dead in disguise, sleep is the cousin of death for all mans demise, between you and I, we all just matter, space and time.
Connecting to my roots over thyme, ancestorial privilege but Africans the ones that sold they own kind.
Erupting like a volcano, G' know, this ain't the first go-around just because G' say so, speak into the mic, then let the words let go.
Skull fracture, cool anatomy with a lecture, eruption like Halen, hail the kings with no dull, speak into the magma mic like Eyjafjallajökull.

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G-FaceMurderer
Member since September 30 2021

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