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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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