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I've done questionable things.

Also extraordinary.

Revel in your time.

Nothing to God or buy or make.

Check the verbal psoriasis, pro-blerical shrinkage,

rap kids like psychiatrists I'm frying this molten lava burns mics my sperm spike with

termites ill-tongued like germ dykes super informational turnpike a burn stripe

And rock nights, the spot's tight My thoughts right up, chicken and bitches like cockfights

strike like neon lights through your eyesight.

Hybrid images switches spheres left to right so you could never

see this the darker side of genius turn your stomach screamers trying to duplicate my genes kid i mean this

My whole team hits you till you're done.

She miss the next one.

Tell them how you rock it, son.

Allow me.

on this.

Accomplish.

Raps them gods like punches.

Rocket launch is accomplished.

When a manifesto fly, rap to test the guy, and leave him there to die.

hearts rock low sport like west coast ain't no shores we flame lames like a blowtorch

As time elapses, your frame collapses Galactus attacks, grab rappers for practice

This you access the esoterical icon, my might strong, my battle stars.

a cyclone from Galactica, LEX the manufacturer, astromech, monocular,

the massacre punishing republicans when blasting off having robot visions like

the gas among attack crap guards like rabid dogs check the sabotage one out of goo goo plex be the odds bet you

I got heads ringing, swinging on the rings of Saturn.

It's platinum before we ever bust a shit.

You can't imagine the section That this cat from the bass This son, I hold tongue

for ransom.

So enter my sector, the vector, fly around connector.

Rating tracks with my nectar Disconnect your kneecap from your fibula Distribute the

perpendicular skills that could cripple you to shit on the ordinary organisms.

Cause we as mechanisms try

Barf human skepticism.

Yo.

This is karma the snake trauma shims the god awful.

You're saying

Gone complex.

Beyond her on the track.

Taken out.

the wise.

Yeah, believe that.

There's a 68th

John Seale.

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