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[clef]
Another mc lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to jesus christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
[clef]
I haunt mc's like mephistophales
Bringin swords and damacles
Secret service keep a close watch as if my name was kennedy
Abstract raps simple with a street format
Gaze into the sky and measure planets by parallax.
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation.
I feel like rockwell, "somebody's watching me"
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea.
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrit, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit.
It hurts don't it, the refugees come to your turf and take over
The earth.