[Mad Child]
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slightly schizophrenic borderline psychotic
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sensational recreational narcotics
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I thought I lost it but I found it
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temptation marches along till I'm surrounded
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inspired by fire the sensual illusion
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caught between the crossfire anger and confusion
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howl at the moon black blanket that's starlit
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im rarely romantic plowing through tramps and harlots madchild prevails tails of the unwanted
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not to be taken for granted
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my past has come back and haunted for real
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I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses
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I pose with babies breath
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be afraid a place where magic is made
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I'll rain on your parade with silver razor blades
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I'm creepin over the fence crawlin through your back yard
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my mind states intense
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savage penetration on the rocks with a twist
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now scream and shake your fists
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cause dreams are made of this
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[Thirdrail Vic]
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for real the opposite transmit telepathic
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Roamin' the flats with automatics and back packs
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Doin' jacks for Big Macs, accumulatin' stacks to make G's Nigga please, you artificial
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[Saafir]
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You dropped somethin', it's your heart
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An' it's still pumpin', pumpin' you from this existence
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It seems to be absolutely mandatory, cuz you be manipulatin' skin
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But no way, because you fake I can trace out your image
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Even though you don't cast one, I smell a rat, I'm smellin' that
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Stay back at least 150 inches,
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You brew tea? an I know you know I can sense it
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With the nostrils innocently mixed with 6 hostile stenches
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Henceforth the elbow swings dinging, we bring whip to bleed scalps
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Swingin' sleep out your mouth
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How long you been hibernatin'? Too long!
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You're abiding and aiding a felon, to switch your melon
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Droppin' grammar like a judges hammer
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I feel you mark, feel me feel your chart
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You gotta be real an you gotta to have heart
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You gotta to be real an you gots to have heart
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[Prevail]
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Stir the blur, nuts and bolts whirl
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Stored in electric ports, 4 strong boxes of 10 floors
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Shift the weight towards the door, in hopes of escape
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When hands on cord, the blazing roof Prev creates
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Sound break, concord, eye of the condor
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Hand skills of a saboteur, your in for
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A war that pours coarse of molten into cords
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Strung by the young ones, put me on tour
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No folk lore horsemen for poison, pour in skin pores
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[Big Nous]
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Soft rhymers, metamorphize their cartoon characters
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Grafted from Africa, in this game you got no stature
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Not even a factor in this
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Whole shit makes me yawn
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Snatch your heart out your chest like a '96 ghetto spawn
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Antonym of urban, too feminine for this cut-throat mentality
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Have ? thoughts in my area, you get snatched out your Suburban
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Fallacy with no antidote, in this ? your age get broke
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Runnin' from gun smoke, ballin' never rumin'
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Silver spoons crumbin' from flavour
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Soon there will be no overseer to save ya
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When I delve, tell your podiatrist it's a size 12
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National ? Soldiers, leakin' a swine
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A snake with no spine, I'll see you, I peeped you
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You'll see blue, the fake:
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A quick death is your fate
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Now, I got shit to do
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Valentine's Day Massacre
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