intro: not for pregnant women or people with heartproblems. this has been dubbed for the hearing impaired. work overhead. YEILD!

hey there everyone, the name's patrick, nice to meet ya,
damn,my voice hurts my head more than the fist in my urethra
looking for my one an only, but if she exists I can't find her,
and right I'd be fine with losing my virginity to a meat grinder
I smash my skull with sledges to break my concentration,
distorting harmful brainwaves so I'm a literal mental patient
too bad this world is a jumble of nametags and uniforms,
and it appears my life a big game of leap frog with unicorns
so here I am perscribing verbality installing netcee fright,
exposing the herbs? fuck knightshade, they call me (k)night light
drilling my dome for intuition, but my sixth sense is on holiday,
controversial like pac's death; I think I saw him at the mall today!
slicker than rick, and blastin more masters than master blaster,
in a band(banned) like Spittin Quik, but my mouth can move any faster!
writing nawshus verbs that induce vomit from the stongest health,
so high when I write that I need a barf bag, cuz I disgust myself
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agg, just writing a little battle-type topically challenged verse, because I was thinking of all this nasty shit, and threw in a few rb names. No diss to those people, I havn't even associated with most of them, but it went with my song. YOU'RE ALL MY MATERAIL! HAHAHAHA!
hit this up.

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis