The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
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
Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass 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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