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Overdramatics act like they irrattic. They say they bring the static but dont pack shit. My sporadic reaction scraps clips. Each piece deceased the mass hit. Leaves beings beneath a trash lid. I reach for heat an grasp it. Like raps spit real fast click an blast you to blackness. Come have this...

Its bout to get cold. Ya breath froze like a ghost rose. Death blows caskets swept closed when I let go an address foes. No less that flo get wet around a neck with no head shown. My life may be led wrong. But my life exceeds the dead gone I left when I spread wrong. Like I said songs dont kill...

Got death?/ I stop breath when shots rest you in plots dressed/ No props best be god blessed/ When I drop in yo complex/ Stay drawn step an be gone bet you all threats an no balls dread/ Cause dead heads be floatin familys cant be copin when I open up yo brain/ Smokin up yo frame remains im...

When the order's sent/ Bullets relieve your cordinence/ Its lethal when cerebral organs split/ An leave ya pourin stinkin when next mornin hits/ Im sinkin every soarin clip/ An springin in to storm yo click/ Those tips go an swarm in quick stow/ Yo body six below cement rows/ Intense blows...

My sanity is nothin/ Interuptin by grabbin things an bustin/ Muthafuckin luck thins crumblin just when/ Pistols say wusup then rumblin eruptin/ Combustion spontaneos/ Destruction from aimin it/ Engravin rip above remainin shit/ No explainin this/ Engaging twist just pray an wish the pain is...

Im layin down sum olda shit incase ya forgot... Inhale exhaled shells in spells of death through lightnin. When bullet breath is brightnin streaks reach whats in my sights lens. Fuckin changin yo climate with slight bends. Dont invite sins cause my fright sends cringes through to a knights...