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Nova Kain the Scorpion-Knock it out the park 2004 Sweet Dreams REMIX

I was there

Isolation

Iron Will

RAS STIMULANT and RIO GIRL GIMI A CALL  nuh MIX_.mp3

seconds from disaster
im the shepherd in the pasture
weathered from the pressure
antimatter measured for the rapture

my checkered interstellar past will outlast 
any fracture of an outcast in nethers' ever after

my last demonic chapter had vast symbolic factors
askin questions after heaven never answered

alcoholic tonic make me smoke the chronic faster
catastrophic logic 
splatters crowds gaspin 
at a diabolic phonic rapper
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[CHORUS]

methods from the master
records from the past that were scattered in my ashes
plastered in harmonic patterns of demonic laughter

confessions to the pastor
possession scratching at the fabric of my passion
dimensions expanding in Galactic forms or fashion 

intentions of assassins
reflections lasting in the static of my glasses
my weapons active bring the panic to the masses

progression of a felon through a philosophic passage
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tested to my limits
a descendant of the vicious
i spit the illest shit from the ancient hieroglyphics

saints and psychophysics
cocaine and analytics
my basement linguistics became an arrangement of ballistics

the bane of your existence
pain creates a lane of cynics
rains a characteristic of how i wash away the critics

fatalistic grenades slippin past these lips with a kiss
my wing tips dip into the craft of metaphysics

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minutes from extinction
im explicit by description
my conviction lives in the form of ones addiction
these visions are a flicker
reminiscent of my wicked grin
the sick and twisted hymns
from a storm afflicted sinner

my eastern philosophy
is possibly a prophecy anomaly
the thirteen thirty one keep repeatin numerology
as my demons breathe with no apology
i believe in obscene degrees
of deep symbology

foggy
every time i puff a dutch
the dust carries in my blood 
i buried all my trust
because i kill everything i touch

the filth is still the very thing i love
as my wings turned to rust
my skills is the only thing left from above

born gifted with the scripture
trigger storms vivid as a picture 
drowned your driftin down the river

my east swords precision formed from the heat of each forge
to ensure its written with incisions when delivered

[CHORUS]

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