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free with the style
beanie and a plain tee
going down 8 mile 
ill be buryin'
entire profiles
under the river nile
like an episode of egyption
crime files 

Puttin' heads in Canopic jars
While these kids got their gats n cars
I'm sending off their hyroglypic memouirs
like the bars im talking in imagary 
the mind is only a prision you see 
Open the third eye and believe 
Smoking a bag of the cheese
with a line or three 
its like my own lock n key?

Im awake but Asleep
reality creeps into the dreams
seeps into my real life
and confides in a pool of genes
a humanized machine
battery acid and lean
play the game
aint none of us coming out clean 

peddle to the meddle
give it the beans 
im a fiend 
with the devil in the back seat 
meet my maker in the back street
an elite with the left alt in control
hovering over delete
bury this deadbeat under the concrete
and grind the soul to mince meat
not in the oven yet but excreting heat

buttered up and basted
24/7 gettin wasted 
it must of been the forbidden fruit I tasted
Not any ol' apple and pair
When your on your way up them stairs 
constructed from slaves
and stock shares
controlled by rich squares
Meddling in white-collar affairs 
by harvesting the fresh air
from the ozone tears
a seig hail and a cheers 
to the ol' heirs 
Im not wasting my breath 
anymore
Im taking theirs.

Talking Spiel (drk_wd x Infinite-T)

drk wd