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Demons Everywhere
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Don't let the title mislead you. This is basically a rant. It's not that serious, though. I was just f***ing around with this. The beat asked for it.
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THE REINCARNATION OF BARRY MANILOW'S PRIME
I make music that's personal to me. Either listen, or don't. If you like it, good. If not....then I don't really care. "Truest Man In Scotland right here. Never met someone who talks more sense or about the right things." - Kontempt (www.kontempt.co.uk) P.S. these tracks are throwaway tracks (apart from In the Name of Love).
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #776
Peak in subgenre #446
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Me
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August 18, 2008
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MP3 1.8 MB • 128 kbps • 1:59
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I'm not rhyme novice, I defy logic Climb the highest mountain then I'll dive off it I'm not right in the brain psychiatrists say But to my knowledge I'm not psychotic Cause todays been alright, but I'm usually crazed Throughout the day, loopy, insane, so maybe they're right I was sane and just fine till she came in my life Well, almost, she might me weak and not able to fight They won't tell me what's wrong, but I'm used to waiting It's a pain trying to explain you've been hallucinating They just start bitching about get out the house Stop sitting around, you're missing so much this is your youth you're wasting I fucking know that, are you dumb bitch? I don't come to see you for tea and some fucking crumpets I fucking know that my life isn't straight And I'm hiding away, fighting a pain just inside of my brain If I could clench my fist and give you five in the face Every time you were late, you'd have a lump the size of a crator Pass me around see who have me the longest? Calling themselves Doctors makes me fucking laugh if I'm honest They won't give me any pills to sleep, walking around Like I'm a zombie or I'm animatronic Need to accept the fact the cunts'll never care I don't have demons inside they're fucking everywhere! Let me teach you a lesson, even though I seem so depressing I'm eager to be peaceful and pleasant My mental state is always keeping me guessing Acheiving inner peace would be a relief and a serious blessing I'm sick of fighting this stress, my psychiatrists desk Must be filled with paper to the height of her head Fuck the future the only thing in sight is my death And I'm so crazy I'd put nine in my chest like I'm 50 cent I've got a problem and it's here to stay now They could've helped but it's way too late now I keep on struggling to find a way out Keep on fighting till I'm fine and sane bound I mean it probably doesn't help that I hate their guts Here I am years later and they've fucked it up They should all be sucking my nuts It gets to the point where enough is enough I can't lie this is pissing me off And I'm sick of these thoughts not getting across, they listen or not? Every single thoughts so twisted it's in a knot So basically, the mental health system is balls
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