Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains
And then bitch-slap her on purpose,
Dial up words but they're not in service
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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