Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge
As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses
Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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