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far from frail M heavy as barbells n leave hoes pissy like r.kells
leave u wetter than shark tails n get more scratch than sharp nails par i pervail..
im a don wit a ring and ah gun n dudes that blasphemy till da day kingdom come
creamin nuns until screamin fun n question faith till they belive in it none
leave when its done..
M puttin high spirits in perils watch as they lie where fear sits n meddle
calm ears as unholy echo's settle in need u 2 will rely on merits of devils
shit imma tryna edit my levels..
highs n lows like junkies woke, bet i clean your ass out like donkey soap
im where da raunchy post, with that crack-er like i took ah honkey oath
n my raps be tighter than zombie coats...
minds takin trips as sacred scripts turn acid when whispered on naked lips
bastard bake n flip 4 bacon strips home 4 mothers day n still out degrating chicks
its da matein rit n some say it ah make u rich....
joker jest n loke's confess dey wanna short my breath worse dan a smoker chest
cope wen press best hopes is death n shorty wondering y my strokes is stressed
yay in her gowns she really got the dopest dress...

::chourus x2::
stop.. pause.. take time to think
life flash past eyes n i aint got time to blink
lady luck offer a jinks
plans to succeed n until then i'm ironing kinks

henchmen hinting that vurtue lay distance
demensions folding feelin cluastic n it getting persistant
making futility look silly im still resistant
n my steel existence leaves marks on domes that apear dense
n a clear sense i filter dirt like air vents
with matters on my head darker than hair tint
cant smell those who walk with a fear sent
n in the mist of treachory i'm still wondering where da fair's went
honest is gone like tommorows that aint promised
proved my truth threw feets acomplished n left doubters astonished
modestly boast food 4 thought i create dishes like a potery coach
i laugh last in mockery notes n jester's guesture signal im not 2 be joked
da boards hope ask tekk this aint the first time i carried the host
and im ghost....

::chourus x2::
stop.. pause.. take time to think
life flash past eyes n i aint got time to blink
lady luck offer a jinks
plans to succeed n until then i'm ironing kinks

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