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first class ticket to a resurrection
its a new year to start a lease on life with a soul deprived a right/
stand clear on the fire line, this shit is confined in catacombs/ let me roam anywhere i call home in these concrete streets/ paved with gold, yeah anything i got on hold is a mold/ spread this biolagical algee in this muthafuckin party fo an mc/ smoke dope and chronic to vibe this feelin dat be super sonic/ run through da fastlane, no one to blame but myself, mental rain/ cant maintain my apparatus, status in distress, but who can test/ my skill to a different opinion dat has a dominion controlled/ you got sold to da devil, fuck it, time to take to a higher level/ its da work of a devil, white man, is the fuckin tale/ set sail for da seven seas, dat is my mission, no intermission/ one way out, like prison, no limits as i go against da grain/ i'm out setting da scene to realize my name,cant forget/ acid rain from da industrial machine, bring tha pain and cream/ |
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Nice flow, tight lyrics!
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