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That's not a joke, 'cause I am. Seth Brundle, coked from a gram... in a leather jacket Betting over a grand.... of dough, to a man — in an arm wrestling competition, that is going to plan. He's holding it so close, it broke the bone through's hand... Then it's over — the exposure caused the locals, to scram!!!!




 Maze running.... graced it wit' grade A+ piff — kept the place, buzzingI stay sonning... in case Drummond wishes to go fo' the erase button...

Different strokes for different folks, I can dig it...
Ace in the hole, n' I know that their livid...
I went for the goal n' I hit it...
So, if that's being overcommitted, homie, I'm with it.
It's over, we loaded the Corolla. The Civic?
Totaled — got towed in the minute, before we were in it.
Holding onto an emotional pivot
Find yourself freefalling to reality, where...
You can be freefalling, for a thousand of years.
Diaries. Many diaries.
Not sure why, to me, they're idle keys.
Binders for their overlords they try to please
Maze running, with Rob Zombie.
But, "I'm tired, boss.", like John Coffey.
That's not a joke, 'cause I am.
Seth Brundle, coked from a gram...
in a leather jacket
Betting over a grand.... of dough, to a man —
in an arm wrestling competition, that is going to plan.
He's holding it so close, it broke the bone through's hand...
Then it's over — the exposure caused the locals, to scram!!!!
DAMN... it's agonizing to see self-aggrandizing beliefs
From "stans" that are deriding my feats
The same stans who grew up in the suburbs, yet...
Using slang, standardized in the streets... (LOL)
And it's why I'm at a peace... with it all
Fans lying to reach.... the pinnacle of this climate
with weak... rhymes in their speech, that's devolved.
Never mind whatever they're saying
It's stuck inside their peripheral...
Get a different view; find a conscious to slip into
Uh... team building exercise? I'm detaching your head...
We're doing trust falls? then... trust fall into this casket, instead.
Yeah, that's what I said. I know you like analogies
Well, you ain't the sharpest tool in the back of the shed.
Vladmir Putin — two shots to the back of the head
Then come back with a third one to make sure that you're actually dead.
"He committed suicide" I ensure the crowd...
(Checks something) OK, didn't hit my word amount.
So, I turn around....
Spin the block, see your crib, n' then burn it down...
While you're still inside of
Fire, was beautiful. Tried to get a view of you, hiding into your room.
Barely alive, n climbing into a tomb.
Got a nice comfy box shape, just as the doctor ordered.
STEAMBOX supporter of a generic thought disorder
Know Taut a warrior, so watch who you're talking over...
Patna, pour your... crown royal out for the ones about to become
Statistics for the crown, when I'm done. Around, since 2001.
Browsing for some'n...
Um... draw a blank, fill the circle in.
If they don't want to be assertive, what's the purpose then?
Working in worthless anti-commercial trends
Hoping to usurp this pen, will be curtains — fin.
"The end"... roll credits.
Directors cut, homie? No edits.
Raw and uncut for the whole premise
And if you don't get it?
Then I know that yo' bone-headed. So, dead it. (PO-THETIC.)
Had an inkling Big Brother would save the day?
Nah, let Agent K flash the pain away
with the Men In Black gadget razor blade.
Verses been provocative since GG Allin
See, we styling. It's a matter of forethought...
'fore a board drop, for easy styling.
Head and shoulders with these older MC's
You won't see me drowning
Squares in the circle, no worth to ever be around 'em...
Foundations break when they needed grounding...

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