Imaginary Enemy

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Toni, the Martian.

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Yo, every time we talk, it's gotta be about some bullshit
Told you already: I don't really wanna do shit
Not a fucking hair, even pubic
What's a man to do
When his whole fucking crew is so useless
They tell me it's hubris
To me, it's the music; without it, the days are all hueless
Horizons are viewless
So, what's the point in even coming 'round 
If you ain't about the movement
Conviction is fruitless
Fucking pay me if my name's in your mouth
Shit, you said you wanted beef; now you've got the whole cow, huh
Never gave a f*ck about a house, no
I'm comfortable enough on the couch
Yo, f*ck's it supposed to mean when you pull your dick out, lil nigga
I'm not one to play
I'm fucking insane
Now, something's been calling my name; by now it's encroaching my brain 

The smell is of sulfur
I'm gnashing my teeth
The loaf to the wicked, the crumbs to the weak
The past is eternal
The future is bleak
Press X to destroy your physique
With God as my witness, I shan't leave a witness
With physical swiftness, I bring about sickness
My actions are listless
And lines are all witless
Acidic as citrus, fall prey to the litmus
You're finished

Blah, blah, blah
Don't care who the f*ck you are
I just powered up my nose
Now my head's within the stars
Got a long way to go to get the things I can't afford
Went too far into the darkness
Now it's too late to abort

I'm sick and tired of the same old game
Mars-sent with a message and disdain, I proclaim
Such shame, what when called unto fame
One fails to arrive when called to arraign, huh
For conceding unto dealings arcane
Bow down, then be dragged by your motherfucking chains
With a crack of the whip, what all can remain
Well, I'm just insane
I guess I'll just stick to my lane

The skies will be ripped, and the trumpets will blow
And I'm just gon' powder my nose
And roll fucking face in the infinite snow
'Cuz I've no idea where my soul just might go
I've neither the time, nor the patience
To hear what you're saying
I'm here for the slaying, but I won't be staying
Too late to start praying; my hatred is flagrant
And I don't even need assistance from Satan

Blah, blah, blah
Don't care who the f*ck you are
I just powdered up my nose
Now my head's within the stars 
Got a long way to go to get the things I can't afford
Went too far into the darkness
Now it's too late to abort

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