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Gnosis Hyperion & Sick the Kidd

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I'm nasty rotten
I'm thoughtless
I'm often off my rocker
The goal keeper
The soul eater
I'm playing soccer
Somebody save the kid
He doesn't know what day it is
All this pain and death
I'm blazing sess until my brain is dead
Since ninety-six I've been high as shit
With the fire spit
I'm seeing red
And I got blood on my tire rims
Contemplating what the ancients said in hieroglyphic ancient script
Meditated, now my space is where the angels is
The crazy thing is all these cigarettes
Gon' have my chest deflating
Waiting patient for the reaper
In a teepee
Smoking reefer
Watching jeepers creepers
In my blood soaked sneakers
Drag her through the woods
And leave her sporting mud stained features
Front row seat her
For this drum bone cleaver
Send her soul into the unknown ether
Bitch, I'm Jesus
Lick the penis
This is revival of the highest order
This my survival inside timeless torture
This just a mile of the shortest course
Of course its pornographic scenes behind all of these closing doors
Eyes as wide as shut
As above, so below us
The whole world is sick
Need to clean it up like throw up
Hold up
Vomit flow up
Deep throating
She sound like a garbage disposal
Although I'm getting older
I'm up to the same shenanigans
Smack a bitch
While yelling I'm a feminist and pacifist
Grab my dick
Flash it and snapchat it
To panty pink wearing
Kid bearing college chicks
With klonopin habits
The actual fact is my phallus is flaccid
Packed in some patterned pants
Mismatching like f*ck fashion
I'm all in a trance again
Its not for the fans
This ones for the criminals
Its not in subliminals
Its literal
That killer flow
And hid it underneath the home
The villain of the litter
Little runt, its stunted
Run it back and double
Keep it coming yo
Tomfoolery
Tomfoolery
And its so fucking hypnotic
Got my nauseous at the thought of it like klonopin
Look at all these dreams that I've been squandering
I'm not even clean, though I'm off of it
Heart like a hollow tip
Leave you, empty
You feel me
Now swallow it
Give it to them
Stick it to them
Stick it in any human thats moving in front of me
They're moving seductively
We fucking loud
We don't ever f*ck discreet
So f*ck your peace
I'm violent and I wil'ing
Keep it tucked inside my dungarees
So ugly
None of these
Bitches even f*ck with me
Come and see whats under me
We under go our under clothes
Hands caress her double D's
Juvenile, puke and bile
Food is vile
True denial yeah
Living in a land where only few decide
Its putrescent
Who said it
Its Hypnos
Tomfoolery
Smoking loosies with the cool kids after school in the parking lot
They don't even know I had that
Loud pack for the low, like what you want, son
Tomfoolery
Smack ya, snatch your jewelry
Keep the uzi peace inside my denim jeans
I got the tools like home improvement
Its for the movement
Show up at your door with karate chop moves and all my hooligans
Suffering from schizophrenia currently
Not a rapper, I don't write haikus
I write eulogies
Tomfoolery

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