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I can abandon idea of being happy and be a
Refuse of society to fear, all the sobriety dias
Give me the steering wheel, dear
I have to reach the frontier
To kill a man in the mirror
You better not interfere
Sincerely, I have severe scars on my back and it's clear
There are no options appeared
But being happy is unreal
So I just stride through the strife inside me a perfect way to deride all the problems
But all things I love disappear
That's how I offset my losses
And if you cross me I promise
There is now mercy or cautions
I toss ya'll down from the horses
And when you stand among corpses
I drop ya'll right in the coffins
It wasn't told by your prophets
But ya'll can't think out the boxes
Until you breath in the toxins
Keep feeling cocky and singing
Walk it like I talk it, bitch
I'm an eminent being
A fucking juggernaut stepping right here
Onslaught is happening, hide fear
I can scent it
You're just a pioneer not a Shakespeare

Right now, you'd better run little fella
Or end up me dead
Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour
To keep pulling the trigger like that
But if I get up on my feet, I swear
That you will drop dead
The time is up my Cinderella

My heart is like a hand grenade, pull the pin, it detonates
Put the pen degenerate
Eat the bait I defecate
Because in my mind, can't separate
Good and bad, I shoot them dead
Move ahead, through people's hate
I'm berserk in armour plates
Going hard like the first line after the whistle
'Fo' shizzle', my flow is artificial like little skittles
But children do like 'em, so I continue to fiddle
I keep throwing the middle, as they kindle my inner fire
Evil desires rewire my heart and denial of getting killed in crossfire, creating inner attire of the beast I admire
You better flee, little flyer because none will hear out your crying
When I launch a crucial missile
In your face bitch, go get yourself a pair of new testicles
I'm extraterrestrial, abducting innocent pedestrians
Doesn't matter whether you're a fag or a lesbian
Trans or a vegetarian
Get stomped by barbarian rebellion
The bloodier, the merrier

Right now, you'd better run little fella
Or end up me dead
Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour
To keep pulling the trigger like that
But if I get up on my feet, I swear
That you will drop dead
The time is up my Cinderella

As I fuse modern muses, with old school rap and I use it
To create sores and bruises, on your face like tattoos and
F*ck these tiny abusers doing shit, calling it music
You're producing illusions, and I find it amusing
To see humans deluded by the phantom skills you're using
I said you're not a Rubik's just a like Em, but a loser
Sniffing glue through the tube and mumbling sluggishly, proving
You're nobody with no money
Crying out for your mommy
But see my devils are loosen
I lose myself in the music
With empty pockets I make a promise that
I'll rip off the wallets, keep an eye for my profits because
I'll lift off like the rockets, above cities, so suck it
Who the Hell just did it, so f*ck him
Subliminal voice tells me to live and rejoice
But additional chorus prevails, so I'm existing in moist
Rainy lands, but my blood is boiling
With my hands I give a birth to the verse
Because if I stop that will mean the death of me first

Right now, you'd better run little fella
Or end up me dead
Grab Beretta, shoot me down, at least, endeavour
To keep pulling the trigger like that
But if I get up on my feet, I swear
That you will drop dead
The time is up my Cinderella

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