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The shadows deceive You're running But you cannot get away The voice is clear You're consumed by fear No one ever escapes Now you're in my domain Loss
White suits fitted with a gold chain Foreign whip cruise it through the domain My homies fly, higher than an airplane Five-star rated you can keep
Some do it for the money Me? I'm hungry - hunting Looking for the heads that lunching Clout they wanting Do it for the function high Running never
Sound, light and dance Dissolve the conceptual boundary Of ordinary expectation This seems to be The special, unique, transcendental function
to function in the rhythm You get hook to the look of wild vomen And want to live in the land of the unforgiven Habits turn bad ones Individuals make
The artist is fascist The fists are a farce An artifice of a baseline shift Haptic deprival of the virtual domain The terms of the conditions laid
Infiltrate your Brain I be Counting up my stock Fixing up the frame Climbing to the top It's governments domain Packing up and scratching stories Running
novacaine Maintain the shoota Like a dopel vain I'm trapped now Stuck in an bag Feeling ordain From another domain Feeling like Christ Hanging
Eyes wide open Stomach full of fire Cannot function No matter how I tried All these civil lady manners going down with gusto Running through
controlled to insane Switch place run up on foes Make 'em shit stains Big brain How my domain moves with no range Gun bang when my hands overlap You get
Another one So I was at a function once upon a time And I saw this chick The way she moved inspired this groove Watch this The specific precision
function Hyperlink gibbet on a corpse on public display Fallen down You're on your knees You profit on beautiful tragedies Pay the price You're terrified All
dominate the post, the mids and strike from long range Domineer the domain, profiteering from profits that my strong arm attain Cursed with the mark of cain,
CONSTANTLY EXPANDING THE DOMAIN OF THE TYRANT LORDS OF THE ABYSS THE PURE - ABSOLUTE INDIFFERENCE THE WILL OF THE ABSENCE SUBLIMITY BEYOND BEING