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beens and disowned by the backspins 
Alone to the grasp and I'm grown into grassman 
I'm a grown to these draftsman just a pine cone to these axe men

A rope around my fucking neck
Doomed to pollute and poison
The wells of mother earth
Side by side with Satan

I devour the cowards
Everyone is marked

deviling deep within him
Need a second
All it takes to drip his innards
Leave a crater
Watch you die by my sickness
New world order
What I want
Like a god

beneath charred
My skull to soften and bend
Deformed from the heat of a sun
With a monolithic disregard

I can hear the bodies calling
Deep within his

voices piercing my skull
Like sheer scalpels

Figure of purity dims
Dear routine kills me slowly
As the years pass by
Open scar end to end

My brothers we

I’m getting down in the alleyway, kicking stones off the fence boards
I’m getting high at the thrift store, huffing dust mites and spores
I get by in

Only if lessons be gettin' ignored by you
Only if death is like an award to you
It seems to be we've gone mad
Anything and everything in the world has

washed)
Was selling weight all across state and then I caught a case
Cornered off by the court of law
Now we on quotes for cake make you a corpse
Chalk

it's time
Gash in my skull waiting for a pick up
Play this when I die, who the fuck give a fuck?
No one give a fuck when it's lonely at the top
Now I'm

taste
Locomotivational death
Screaming my last breath

Hearing the blare of the sirens
Blows my eardrums
But I love it
Wood through the skull
Boaring

Switchblade hit him up
Swing a bat at his skull till it crack up
He hit the ground but I ain't done
I'm finna pick him back up
Twist his neck around and snap it

Wood through the skull
Bearing a hole
Through my thoughtless mind

Three knives and a scalpel
Blood tissue and shrapnel
For every time I was

better place we could go
To hang their bodies just for show
'Cause tonight we can’t die

Watch all the tyrants get defeated by their enemies
How they

and deciding they're fawns 
Skinned clean by repetition, you hate this part 

Goddamn, you're a big believer in that applause light praise 
With mastodon

reaching I'm shoving
That shit back for all your leeching
You know damn well how well I keep it
Skull so thick it took years just to seep in
But whether

so left alone
taken advantage by the ones you love

have you had enough
are you fucking up?
can’t you see it’s wrong

how much pressure can you take?

loaded
Ready to go off, I'm not a fucking show off
I just wanna blow your skull off for the fun
It's kind of cold, and I want to take it slow, are you

A crown of thorns decorating the skull

The purple blood runs down the chin
Thin air poisoning my curse ridden helpless mind
Eternal circle, every day

sympathizing with thugs and killers
I'm energized by the drugs so feeling can't walk to this beat on my own drum
Now when I'm riding with drum extensions
Now

Bank river what I crawled out from
Covered in moss
'Nother life lost
Stricken by loss bitch I don't give a fuck
Shooting up shooting up shooting up veins

to Kill
Extreme aggression 
Blood in the ears, skulls will shatter to bits 
Thought you were ready 
But never prepared for torture like this 
Hit by

you'll never be seen again
I'll cave in your head, Your face I'll distort
Then you'll end up as a "missing" report
I'll smash your skull with a two-by

split no bullshit once you get hit
Death by strangulation with Rosary Beads
If you strict catholic
You're Arabic, King of Nazareth
I'm John Huston, listen

Its seven eyes agleam with lucifer’s light
What if we lived our lives to the fullest extent
Free unto ourselves, unbound by law
What if we were to walk