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Genre
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Peak #6,217
Peak in subgenre #917
Author
N Sane
Uploaded
December 12, 2004
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Lyrics
March 10, introduced to the world thru a vaginal opening
Irational hopes, ill rash to scratch in my dome to know and to notice when
To use my intelligence, my imagnitive ocean spins
The strangest shit is happenin, though I just go with it
I'm countin the seconds, waitin for you to load your clip
Don't abuse the delicate, cause I am it's oh-passite without it I cannot co-exist
Dimmed stars, to city folk, these are street lights
Though from far, I bet it looks neat right
I greet nights with a smile and a hand shake
I take one step, I'm a mile ahead and the land quakes
The cement is scented with the excrement of the demented
Attention, focus on the seconds before you're breathless
Most men wept with a tempt of a devilish
I slept with one who was restless, a locus crept out her crevice
The seamstress was squeemish
So she pulled the wool over our eyes, so we wouldnt have to see this
But I'll peak at your peak and watch as it weakens
No tricks up your sleeve, you do not have a defense
I wish it were that simple, it seems to work against you
Your other senses are enhanced, but it depends too
Are your thoughts pure, is your force obscure
Are you made for it, heh, you're lost I'm sure
It doesn't take a day, for you to pave the way
To make them say, thank you, but you have to wait and stay
And plan it out, your detox needs fannin out
Soon they'll be treetops, but you have to plant em NOW
I need not so many things to my advantage
I seen spots, then I realized that they're planets
You faint from it, the paint looks feint on the grain rubbish
I rubbed it in, and damn right, I loved it
I stand right above it, will not submit to the summit
Disband the rights of the public, is it a mission, a plight, or just nothin
In a world where the beautiful is punished and the funerals are summoned
Have to get this out, when my hand writes it rushes
Wit the velocity of a velociraptor claw out to drop emcees
Mockeries, you got a gat, cash and whores, but you ain't got the steez
And you actin as if that ice there preserves you
So when I add my heat, not only will it melt it, not only will it burn you
You become my meal, I think I earned and deserve you
But since ain't a damn thing sweet, there ain't no dessert fool
Hunger that cannot be tamed, thirst that cannot be quenched
I see a thunderous tundra plane and in the sky verses are clenched
By the Gods, I gotta work to release their grip, it's kinda hard
Some say my rhymes are odd, but I guess with the current times they lock
Into place ooh, look at facial of this inter-racial
When I face you, somethin minute as a splinter breaks you
Sometimes I feel like I don't control my actions, I just witness em
I'm in a blissful state as my system runs
My legs merged with the earth and my arms turned into serpents
I began to curse and write something on the wall that was cursive
And I seemed to ramble on about the deity I worshipped
They'd get scrambled on believin me, when I said I didn't rehearse it
This cold comes in sheets and sheets, followed by a fleet of sleet
Grapped with the biggest beast, tackled a team of freaks
I unraveled all the needs of me so I could travel to scene of peace
Though I'm really just trapped in the deepest sleep...
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