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chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

showing my the stars
Windows rolled down, freestyling in my car
Consistently at house parties rhyming every bar
Rocking Masters of the Universe by Binary

could not yet be put into words 
Skip forward a year, 1995 
A new album by Green Day comes into my life 
I'm told "this is punk" and I dye my hair green

Hey hey you
Welcome yeah welcome
Welcome to my album man

Mom always told me read books
Ever since I was a kid I never minded my looks
I was always

my style as a Rebel misfit
Always awaken by my instinct while haters stay acting timid 
Telling on their self I'm watching their actions cuz words are

By standards set by sidereal worlds
The gap between is bridged
By a vast sea of darkness
Alas, The Epitome of Nothingness

Up in the stars I'ma start

What am I? what if I killed a guy,
Took his spine out his eye, and I hide it?
By a tree or inside it, would you cry when you find it?
That's kind

nerve. Anna Lembke explains the phenomenon in her book Dopamine Nation by suggesting the pain of the cold shower helps even out our brain's constant need

Got 2 bottles of water by my side
My doubts in my left and my pen in my right
Not ready to choose, I am borrowing time
Do I slaughter the mic or do I

SA'll be T-Rex
And they'll take their shots
One by one I'll just make em
All drop an album ce
But the outcome'll be me on top
While they're in

Millenium King by Old Man’s Child
Only What the Light Allows vocals and keyboards by Nick Superchi
Rage... behold the master
Feel him curse the sky,

on top of the shelf
I'm lockin' your wealth with the master keys, freeze
Don't try to breeze, or I'ma squeeze and blast the back of your knees
Just pass

So you want use this one open the mic yeah
So wetin I suppose do now?
Make I just dey drop bazz
How you see am Master

See see I know say I no get

Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all

a master at my craft,
I got a ship don't need no raft
Roger Goodell don't need no draft,
I know the road don't need no map,
I get mean like a snake with

of an army broken
In the words of a spell unspoken
My defender of kings, we bow
And follow by your side

Masters of Rock
Sing for me

In the valley

Psycho

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

Wallbanger
Conceived in the fire by you warned through disasters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack

Decky beats, album Kingpin, 2019, Milion plus
Yeah, aha, aha yah, yah, yah
Decky beats

Naš život jedna vel'ká oslava, ah, Bohemian Trapsody
Ten

the night i whip my car with no lights
Waiting for you cross by with a bike
I’m not alright i do not like anyone who Don’t like to fight
Never met anyone my

(That's on god my nigga)
Most of the time I be by my
Self
She start begging me for my time
Well
Told that bitch it ain't real life if you get what you want

of rituals and sacrifices on them to worship the devil
That’s why we only see the puppets not the puppet masters
Killing people off like it’s fun to them
They

Hey yea yea
Youths under new genocide we still alive
Check me out
Ghost of the plantation I'm haunted by segregation
They said it was emancipation

Take me to the bathe house of His holiness
Wash me in the blood
Kill me by the nail
I learned the lesson at my own pace
I'm a snail
I learned to not plan

like a minute
Song for the Ville by J. Cole hit me different
The descriptions of an 8-mile kid's album infinite
Gives me the inspiration that I might