Who dreamed to rap up on stages with million fans and open curtains
Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
You in your after life fitting in hell perfectly
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
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