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"metaphysical"… you’ll die ‘sucking’ like a freak with a fetish for sociopath penises//
‘Urine’ a whole toilet bowl of trouble… its no wonder that you reek of piss//
The evilest egotist… speaking grievances on sequences//
When L-Sane rocks the mic it seems as if… lifelong atheists start screaming “JESUS LIVES!”//
Believe me bitch… even in paralysis, from head to toe you’re feeling this//
Coming to bring life to peoples kids like semen jizz//
Conceited as… any other monster hybrid with no weaknesses//
Call me out? stop dreaming for a piece of this… optic vibrance scar your iris//
Ultravirus… streaming quick through modem ports to start up riots//
On the mic… BST does more ‘yo-yo’ than Oprah diets//
I heard your call to violence and I answered… got your skull in vices//
L-Sane’s the type to crush your mind ‘til the bone fragments clog your sinus//
You won’t ‘survive’ this… call it bias but you’re getting voted off our 4 man island//
You’ve lost your ‘Deadly’ touch… like contra fighters with arthritis//
Coming at me with that weak shit… looking like you lost your slaughter license//
Pussy… I harm vaginas and I know this whore’s coordinates//
A solo vocalist with more potent opiates than your dope associates//
‘Your Superior’…? ok… get on the floor your holiness//
Go ahead… try and get these boots out your colon orifice//
STILL posting glorious… with more warheads than the former soviets//
You won once… should’ve savored it staying on the shore harmonious//
L-Sane's… sorta like the wealthiest of Microsoft executives//
"metaphysical" in deep shit… upside down… i think it’s time to swallow excrement//
I let you flow awhile so you might’ve seemed cool… to degenerates and special problem residents//
The poster child for tiny gene pools… and as expected… you deny your mom’s incestuous//
Ask "m.o.c", his “Sister’s Not The Only Slut” cuz even he sees you “Dangling” off my nuts trying to get competitive//
And like a kid with speech impediments… you k-kinda t-talk repetitive//
Damn "metaphysical"… you’re even wack for a EMCEE that wishes he was melanous//
Watch L-Sane the specialist eat his comp… I relish this//
Supreme damages battlers… challengers and manager’s with recklessness//
I’m horror’s gory genesis… yet you stand there with that bloody gash across your wrist//
L-Sane slaps hostages while this cat talks politics and asks for armistice//
64 000 bells alarming kids… that’s one for every dick you’ve gone and kissed//
With a 10-inch average… that’s over one mile of flesh that’s touched your lips//
… Exploding blood vessels in your capillaries… inject a vicious threat//
I just had ‘sex’… plus you ‘blow balls’ so ain’t no way I’m getting ‘upset’//
This vet… got you so immersed in my world your shadow begins to sweat//
Hands twisting necks of "metaphysical" the nob gobbler through cable lines on internets//
Asshole… not gay, but I’m in yours next… biting little wussy breaking molars on my gob-stoppers//
Then kick the rest off the floor with this final ‘jaw dropper’