spaced out
 

spaced outta my gourge laced with a evil source that burns//
like fires withn fires and wheels within wheels that turn//
my stomach it churns and pain doesnt hurt it just itches//
my head is lead fitted, from all the shootns i been in//
slashn wak clowns like i was samurai x kenshin//
testn u like a crash test dummy that can shriek//
by the time im done i can show u off in my fair lika freak//
parasite at its peak, suckin ya blood from ya dome till u swoon//
take out every emcee on this earth, then ill move to the moon//

damn guess times up ... class is over.. ima post anyway