Dial up words but they're not in service
And then bitch-slap her on purpose,
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/
Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
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