I could make a earth shake, I'm your worst mistake,
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between skinny dipping and Camp Crystal Lake.
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I feel like Rob Zombie, my thoughts are morbid,
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like I slept in his house of a thousand corpses.
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Put on a page, could shatter a giant's ribcage,
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crush you and anyone that listen's to rage,
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a vision of rage, it's like swimming with great whites.
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slain mics, step up and feel the break tight.
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I always like to show some decency,
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but music always brings out the beast in me.
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It's an animalistic misfit, so why risk it?
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'cuz this shit will leave a large imprint.
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It's an instant classic, if not then it's close to it.
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You disagree then you don't know music.
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Most emcees that garble when it's time to write,
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they got nothing to say, like a deaf man with writers block.
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It's an animalistic so fuck what your friends think.
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I work wonders with the pen's ink.
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So what's a quote from your favourite artist?
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If it aint Dead Celeb then it's probably garbage.
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Long time coming, 15 years in the making,
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it's finally come, but my lungs are acheing.
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Watch how I make the beat bleed,
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strangle the music 'till it can't breathe.
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On it's whole, words are the life support.
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Without me the song dies. Without me then it's lifeless.
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Without me I'm just another fucking rapper with a crisis,
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and a collection of songs about being rich.
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Life's a big chain, it pushed you in the only which it ### thought containment.
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We call it entertainment and you could love it or hate it.
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You could turn it up, or turn it off, or just embrace it.
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There's just too many stakes to regard it, all of them.
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And they are starving and they feed off of music.
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Walking zombies who choose to follow,
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yeah some can spit, but most swallow.
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I was always told that Rabbit seized the moment.
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That's why I write with emotion.
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Sing 'til i spit blood, sing for the hopeless,
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sing 'til my lungs give out, and my throat closes.
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That's just my ambition, to turn heads like a street magician.
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David Blaine stopped paying attention.
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It's the main attraction, the world premier.
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Dead Celeb I thought I made it perfectly clear,
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that i would not back down or stumble.
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I just pace, back and forth, like a lion inside of a jungle.
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This is my domain me and a mic go together,
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like Robert Downey Junior and cocaine.
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I'm just an addict, I got a bad habit,
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of making the best emcees seem below average.
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I'm just savage. I'm more than you bargain for.
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That's why I hold the mic up into my arm and soar.
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Lyrics are swarming I'm more than a hurricane,
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and when I'm on it I'm more than a great white shark.
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When I'm storming I'm ###.
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And I don't like any of these rappers causing me boredom.
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I kick a hole in the speaker once I'm done recording.
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And my voice cuts sooner, cuts a chainsaw in Texas.
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I got a face and it's fatal weapons.
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Watch me rip the flesh from the beat
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Skin it alive and hang a song from his feet.
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'cuz inside I'm dark and dingy,
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like Donnie Darko was trapped within me.
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I'm starving like the streets of Harlem.
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and a quest that became with a ring like golem.
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My precious, we need you, quick.
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We need you like Dead Celebrity's Blood Music.
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And I'm a scriptling direct from hell.
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I'm hungry like when cannabis first battled Darnel.
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I've come to rock down, you rock as my pumps.
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I take this to new heights like suicide jumps.
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You only live once, ### hunts.
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And I get bloody, like it's the time of the month, bitch.
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For those that can't spell, it's Y-A-S,
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the most dangerous letters in the alphabet.
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'cuz facing me is like speaking English in Thailand,
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there's really no point, like blindfolding a blind man.
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DCS are the initials, for kids who got issues,
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for kids who fight back like pitbulls.
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You wanna battle? Check my win column.
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I got two middle fingers with your name written on them. What?!
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