Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,
Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
Just another day poisonin the minds of ever ready virgins
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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