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Masters of Rap, Part I: EXODUS. (Freestyle) {Enter The Multiverse}

Published 2 years, 4 months ago
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Now my days are shattered

My heart is scattered

Around down,

Fowl feathers of the night owl

Dancing in my head

In given nightgowns

Right now

Put the candle out

Put the light on

Every night,

I'm gone

Wandering around

In the eye of the camera,

My orb

Falcon turned to black panther

I prance around in a dance robe

Like a disaster

Put it out there,

Just so I can't go back

Pass the cake

Pass the butter

Pass the late night hatred

Pass away the day praying

For the faithless

And their fake friends, but

I digress

Once the cameras are rolling

A job's to be done

For the funny men of us

Are undercover

Dressing up the dead

And most disgusting sinister

The winded wonder bread apostles

I am a robot god

I am born again in acid rain

Something changed me

Here's to the late night

I hope he hates me

—I hope I'm right, at least

I hate being right—

But I'm always right.

Right hand over my bathroom counter

Stacked up attacks on the Muslims

But I love em

Or I want to

Hot tub

The doctor

Don't worry, loser

Viewerships down to two downloads

According to the numbers

My demographic is faggots and players of forenig

I have a habit for magic

Addiction to alphas,

You know?

I'm a God

I'm a robot

I was washed in the acid rain

—-

Take the back of my neck like an animal

Yes sir

Put my hair in your hands

Pull me back,

Like an animal

Up the ante

Up in the air is my ass

In a past life

I had to have you

Now I stand I higher grounds

I'm higher now

Coming up next

A deeper addiction

Coming up next

A deeper dicking

John Wiccan

Coming up next

Change the channel, coming over

Move em up

The winners circle

Then move over.

I lit a candle for another lover

A real one ,

With a body and mind

The tide of my soul wants to know you

Behold, way below deck

Deep dick

Imm in deep shit now

Way below the belt

Blow all my hole on the dope fiend

Do you want to know me

A piñata full of chocolate

Ive got a new list

And you're not on it

Aagain with this

Again with the

What's in my head

It's a letter said

Never forget this

Forget this

Forget this

Tell me how to be like this

To get a man like that

To get a real deep dick

That's way below deck

I should settle for less

Just to get my head better

Some medical man

Or some meth

Just to finish this project

I could protect a protector with holes in his pockets,

The proctor

The trophy,

Two daughters

And another one

Here's goes the show

I'm way too old for this

I just need one good Fred Again

Who knows how to hide he's a man

But conspired

Admirers,

You know what it is?

A deep dick, man

Way, below deck

Way below the belt

Get ahold of him

Ring the phone again

I been calling on Collin

Coleen is more polished

It's brother sister sameness,

Same mess for the colonizer

White on white is

Right on right

I'm just behind you

Way under the bridge

Belt around my head to make it better

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