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When my lines get punched it gives you cauliflower ear, sorry I'm so glad you finally got the chance to blow up Except for the fact that it was only in your face, you'll get over it I think it's fantastic that you're out here rapping It's like you're a really funny joke, but without all the laughing I seem to be sprinkling chocolate gem-drop jewels over gold fronted fools Carrying the heaviest of styles with the most handsome of pack mules I'm talking about cement feathers, and tiny rhinoceros bull elephants Like a non-matriculated student freaking rap robot factory starter kits Pushing, iron butterflies through an obviously easy maze And getting self conscious almost sick sitting through your kinds of praise I'm chained and it's upsetting. You're brain dead and I'm regretting That I've even chose to take this much artistic license by wetting Your appetite and letting us get this far along without trying to teach you something Painting purple and blue circles around your itchy head thoughts snapping like, trees I sit with a smile, you stand with a blank look Lets all sing and dance and bake cookies for 3rd world countries And then go & write a book about how we went and conquered all And didn't even have a chance to try and fall And then decided to tear down a bunch of walls, and blah-blah-blah It's silly to me to have all the smoke and mirror puppet agendas I really am free see I no longer have a need for your quasi-safe haven placenta You've got something to say, that's great let's get up and say it You've got something to listen to, that's right because I made it
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