Lyrics:
destruction
Mass Manipulation- heading for damnation hey!
Verse II
Blow the whistle chime that bell
That’s a sign they’re falling
To dwell in cells
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve
signals
Lower that bass pattern
Squinting against the gusts
Staring up at the mountains of colour monitors
Behind the camp
She picked at her cell phone
Money's growing like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growing, money's growing like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growing like grass with
hysterical
My urine see paralyze your ability with space codes
electrodes you're ready for a pap smear
Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear
Are you ready to unleash
LYRICAL MASS
Open the latch
Lyrically blont
Its a fact that I stick out above the average
Split ya cabage my flows raw
your optics
Subconsciously haunt emcees
Super human technician atomic inner dimension
Too mental with intuition
Typographical aptitude let my
to raid your fortress
And in the process radiate your optics
Subconsciously haunt emcees
Super human technician atomic inner dimension
Too mental with
as we blast the inner cannons
Target: Locked, Energy builds up
A Shocking blast unifies the rip
Black hole inverts SINGULARITY
BREAKING! Space! Time,
a sinner
Easy to point with a finger, suffering from the inner
So I try to face my demons
Look out for the reasons
Reflecting on my actions
To grow up from
of the Devil's
Fall itself
Stripping the flesh off fear in a warcall aimed directly within Hell
Encapsulated in life of the invisible prison cells or
Detaching
depression in my flesh I had depression in my breath they had to distance themselves from the dead cells
Now I got a story to tell through this poetry I'm
can't make you dance
Like a rhythm machine all you need is a chance
You will never be free if you don't take a stand
Like a weapon of mass romance
I
what about inner wealth?
The mental, the spiritual, and physical health
But still, everyday, the city is a test
That's why some people feel a gun
Lyrics “ Splinder Cell “ MUSIC
You have only gosper way firmer state
Everyone’s hurting dare Into pain
There Is lot adventure chain toy won
break it down then I remake it
Like a Freemason
Mass murdering the fat cells
I lose weight, I don't lose faith
Cause I'm too great
I emPower Man like
prescription, police throw me in jail
Mother fightin addiction, pops stuck in prison cells
I'm livid, telling myself there's no way I'm not a criminal
I'm King,
who feel pain
It's not a shame or a game
It's a plane
A plateau
Blast off and I go back into my inner world where I'm whole
The outside has so many
Ducking off to mass sucking blast fumes
Inner portal vacuumed I assume
I conclude, subdued
Subduce a woman with tentacles
A pilot with vertigo
Flying not
The moon
An eclipse in my soul
Corruption
Consuming us all like a
Black hole
Our mass seemingly controlled
A void
An eclipse in my soul
Death
Meet with me, in the dark
Of the street, there we'll start
Believing, secretly
Utopia, freedom in
The inner cell
Look for me, with a beak
need a reason
So I can go release em
And take away the grieving
I don't like this feeling
My inner body's freezing
I feel so cold
(I answer my cell
from my plate wait
Hesitate no more inner galaxy explore
Manifest best that's what we came for
Stepping back in to time space and beyond
Stepping back in
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