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SØ HELP ME G0D
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4ria
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You’re so critical non-critic Vindictive I’m not slipping Stick to flows, b*t*h i deny quitting D-d-dim lights dingy Like a chimney, i blow smoke Within me Dibble and dabble similes I’m simply grim Like ren and stimpy You’re a simpleton Similarly cynical Ive since convinced Every little single sicko when i sit and vent About my trials and tribulations I’m quick to spend A minute or two refuting dudes When i hit cement R-render this event Too thick to bend Symbols so discontent I live in dystopia Accompany opium Soon they’re covered By phony a**ociates I’m still hoping this Opens thе door to coping with Slight changes Constricting my time Face this condition till linеs fade with Convictions ive tried taking To limits till i’m im making a living With high wages Am i not making myself clear? I might need more help here But either way I think that i’m f**ked The pinnacle of manic episodes Are really corrupt Till dusk I must Still hush Till i cannot stay up Is there any point as to why i’m here? So flushed I clutch a grudge and smudge My lust to combust F-f-filling in the void to defy fears A feeling i tug, can’t trust I’m stuck revealing my crutch Eye for an eye I’m obliged to get by With every line that i rhyme It’s a ride till i die Like the fire in my eyes I’m tired and tied up with your lies All the fears stay alive forever (here, here) Here we go again Hold my hopes up then Keep these flows up Like some clothes i fold up You’re a d**k head, bowl cut Stuck up B*t*h. i told ya, sh*ts a trip I drove up to inflict Good amount of damage To every f**k talking sh*t Ive been heavy, lost in abyss I will never opt to give in R-rigid as a syringe I’m riveting Lyrically b*t*h i’m littering Syllables reconsidering miracles Through my spirit, original S-spit wicked, so criminal Pivot this sick mix, literal Indifferent to b*t*hes I feel the pull of a misfit Individually mastering flows As i pa** and indulge in the madness M-mister imagination, stacking magic Practice patterns Slap a b*st*rd with my back hand Look who’s back and smooth as flatland Dudes have lagged and proved Their games are outdated like sega saturn S-stick around a little, feel my purpose bloom Control is cultivated by my urge to prove Whenever i strike back With a verse or two Within a stones throw You motherf**kers are doomed Am i not making myself clear? I might need more help here But either way I think that i’m f**ked The pinnacle of manic episodes Are really corrupt Till dusk I must Still hush Till i cannot stay up Is there any point as to why i’m here? So flushed I clutch a grudge and smudge My lust to combust F-f-filling in the void to defy fears A feeling i tug, can’t trust I’m stuck revealing my crutch Am i not making myself clear? I might need more help here But either way I think that i’m f**ked The pinnacle of manic episodes Are really corrupt Till dusk I must Still hush Till i cannot stay up Is there any point as to why i’m here? So flushed I clutch a grudge and smudge My lust to combust F-f-filling in the void to defy fears A feeling i tug, can’t trust I’m stuck revealing my crutch
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