Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges
'cause it was an admired service-man
The crowd's with me, all according to plan
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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