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The villain here chilling when he’s not corrupting children
I’m trading lost souls to make a couple gold shillings
With old school clothes fix the void that needs filling
Till them high school foes bring the anger to the ceiling
How I keep it calm, I model after Cheech and Chong, middle of the ocean getting lured in by the siren song, Snap back, Sirens on, think a cop is after me
I just wanna cop a g so put it into warp speed with alien technology
I think I’ve left the planet
The prettiest micromanaging, soon to be pan handling
And rambling in the streets, hands full of 8 Ambien
Man I love the ambience of Rooms filled with Cannabis
I move with the tide and the moons man i Managed ’em
Storming up seas even Phelps would start cramping up
Swimming upstream to the gods that abandoned us
To look ’em in the eye and tell ’em never ever fuck with us
Dream Eater Im’a come and steal your mind away
You start sleeping i might come and your time away
Most people never stop to give me time of day
So find me in the zone mind where the Demons lay (x2)
Braindead zombie and I’d feed ontop your brains but i don’t know where my arm be
Probably fell off trying to raise an undead army and
The end is upon thee, so rise from the graves bed heads still yawning
Yawn spewing cotton mouth, Oops i let the hostage out, stupid me my brain was out, smoking tree until thoughts inside my membrane come out
With self conscious egotistic non realistic thought process on statistic blog comments
Check black into the boxes, Outsider ostracized for thinking out of boxes
Orbiting the cube in a Rocket, Third person view from the cockpit
Crushing rappers up like candy wrappers in a mosh pit
Mashed up and lost it, by it i mean control of my Brenda Song space ship
Flying towards earth no time to even say shit
Wake your ass up, morning meds to be Taken
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