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deeper
Keep on saying yes, the pulp is sweeter
Come on!
Well I'm still seekin evidence
That I've learnt from times before
And I've been doing therapy
I

brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!
He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken.
To have

don't mean it
But when I die, please turn my corpse to ashes
I don't want you to
Remember me as
Pulp on the pavement
Maybe brains on the wall
Overdose in

Saying "whatever" you knew I was listening
Talkin' your shit, thinking you would go viral
I'm losing track of my vitals
I'm trying my hardest to get

a fool
Takin' niggas to school, I am the guardian
Lyrics are vital
I spit the kinda shit that excites you
I am the Christ and y'all are my disciples

cry from the skies 
Sending swarms of locusts, lice and flies
While I take away your vital life supplies 
Kill your crops and just watch as your

This the throat chakra,
smoke for imposters .
Broke locks and we Breaching your home.
All screeched to a halt.
Ahhhh
Beat to a pulp.
Hahhh
All I really

the rough
But overtime you'll realize that
Idolizing man isn't vital to your survival
But nor is deeming them you rival
You'll figure it out

Yea and they

need the light.
What's up with the love and understanding?
Has our society become so demanding?

Live can become stranger then pulp fiction!
Do we all

Pulp Fiction in here
What you keep crying for
I don't know how ya'll don't see it
It's a scam you all just gotta be kidding
Let me jack some light bulb

says you half steppin when you in a different section
And that's coo but don't misspeak on what it is you representin'
Pulp fiction - English

all my aching bones)
Livid vital pulp disclosed
Its essence pulsing out

Abrupt arrest upon
Arched neck a raised crown
With practiced flick of sinews

The Obsidian Crown Unbound

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

hammered to crimson pulp by the merciless storm of unforgiving stone, or burned to blackened husks by the nightmare onslaught of flaming quicklime

Swamped in Gore

Broken Hope

Swamped in Gore

1991

shriek soundlessly,
Eyeballs burst as skull begins to crush, heads now
nothing but blood pulp and mush,
Disemboweled abdominal organs internal, blood

Alleluia!"
Swear that I might catch a case
I'll sock it to ya!
And she say she know my name
I run right though her!
Yeah, she look like Mia Wallace from "Pulp

the hate and the sneak dissing
For the misunderstood and the strange women
For the boys that are weird and the pulp fiction
And the ones getting gassed

that come out of my pez, and I'm thinkin' that this it so lay me to rest
I go to therapy, talk to niggas bout a girl that I done give the time
Soon

Yeah I've been depressed but I never took a dose
Music is my therapy it taught me how to cope
Always beat the buzzer on my shot clock flow
Veins icy like

lovely melodies
So what you think you tend to see
It's all me
This all therapy
So what you think
You're not ready B
Ya
As you can clearly C
Went to yo

tell me for the very last time
Throw it back like 2013
I did a dumb thing for the Vine
Cherry wine, Pulp Fiction
Life in squares, got a 'Gram addiction

Nosk - Dream
13 - Hermeth - Not My Proudest Fap
14 - Beyond Therapy - Higher (Beyond Therapy Extended Rave Mix)
15 - The Prodigy - Timebomb Zone (KFM

and electricity
Autumn of discontent
The spring was a lost memory
Hybrid war combined with
Economic shock therapy
Sectarianism buries vision beyond
What's revealed

just open the Bible
But maybe kush and Corinthians is vital
The shit you say makes me wanna stub my toe on a table with a needle
Well it hurts but I’m

And plan B was sports medicine, study bones
Physical therapy taught me I ain’t like that
I rather rock a crowd, screaming loud, where the mic at
Kick me when