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looking over my shoulder at all times
A sun that don't shine
I'm asking Are you catching my punchlines?
I'm punching out, but working almost 24/7
Constant

mad contagious
Been plaguing us since the ages of earliest civilizations
Engrained in the brain, amazingly hard to contain or erase it
The infection

triple 7s my niggas
I spit it like God like if God was a rapper
He'd spit it like this
You can't get it like this
No sir, no way, no shit
Getting brain in

I remember nodding' out, too hot, just watching' Soul Train
Now I'm yachtin' out the boat brain
Hunnid thousand dollar gold chain
Wife done got too

my brain
Steady I'm aimin' and bangin' and stangin' at ultraterrestrial bodies upon me
They shreddin' my chest apart to take my soul and the pain I

misunderstood
It's a battle in demand sealed lips divide
Across the block emcees Rocking black through to white
Is it guts, skill or knowledge on the mic?

Dark sky bejeweled with starlight
Washed away in a drunken swirl
Blended gray like brain matter
And bordered by a roseate haze
Perhaps with less

Broken record labels playing
The baby isn't singing
I get turnt
My skin is shaking

I got time later
I don't wanna leave
You in so much disbelief
Oh

my light dim
Gotta have brains and heart
Cuz it’s already hard when you dark skin
This for my kids in the ghetto
And my project babies by the metro

the cyberspace
Gary Tha Grey is telling tales of the modern disgrace
Severed skin and broken bones, gore videos I call my home
True crime stories as evening tales,

the process
I can take your soul and put your life on a drip
I’m controlling your persona in the sunken abyss
She got the green guts and white skin, her body

them that kills people

I paid to get some help, couldn't bare with this stuff
Spilled my guts ended up driving my therapist nuts
What could I do life's

We all reach down inside us and pull ourselves out
We're all the way down, it's too far to shout
The light hurts our eyes the air chafes at our skin

Leave brains and guts all over the wheel, wheel
how do it feel, feel, to be the one that the city has chose
From the bottom I rose, my loyalty solid

Words and music: jim johnston
Engineered by kerry gansburg
Guitars: jim brammer
Midi arrangements: jim brammer
Drums: jeff wade
Backing vocals: tina

Like I complain about people being superficial
But im kinda acting the same way though
Fake happiness summed up by a frame on the internet
She

Blood in my eyes
Vile in my guts
By sorrow i cry
Everything is so odd 

Why is so cold
Feeling knifes in the skin
Want to end everything
My brain is

Kill the human race

Exterminating every breathing living thing
Tormenting all mortals one by one 
Your face bludgeoned in
Your skin underneath my

the time go by
Tonight's the night you fuckin' die

Tonight your gonna die, and that's no lie
So finally I see the sun setting up in the sky
With great peace

happens I'll come back to tell

Cigarette ashes are inside my veins
Watch the skin just boil and now break
I would have tried to fix myself
But I know I

I'm shedding skin like the petals of the dead rose in my room[00:20.50]I'm walking into things, it's hard to see through a blonde swoop[00:27.28]I

insane
Like cars with bars in window panes
Slit throat by glass, yea window pain
And yes I'll feel your widows pain
Black crowbar through her little brain

Feening for a body need a kill so I can feast up
Looking at my prey I got my mother fucking teeth up
Sink into the skin I got him singing like

pops
Fresh fried pork skins perhaps
But he wanted a coala cupcake
Some blowfish
And chilled monkey brain
These frosty monkeys
Still breathing for a short