At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
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