Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters
The crowd's with me, all according to plan
'cause it was an admired service-man
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
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