I gotta i gotta i gotta dip
flip a bitch hit the scripts
now im itchin for a lick
you will not see me
i kill while you sleeping
i kill for the feeding
i am the deciving
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the unholy cynical wizard
the black blooded killer
i rose from the river of styx
i cause a lunar eclipse 
hit em wit da wrist
as my broomstick lifts
Fuck all the bitches and
Fuck all the bricks
im grindin for something 
that does not exist
step in the shadows
and become the mist
blood in the ink
it is time to enlist
im lost in the moonlight
been trippin for two nights
i just got a new knife
and sharpened it twice
taking yo life
rollin the dice
open my chest there aint
nothing inside

Im the systems 1 virus
straight born of osiris
i see past the crisis
with acid filled iris
im up on level you cant comprehend
just hand me a spoon and sit back
watch it bend
join me now brother its time to acsend
but dont float to high
i do not reccomend
caged with the lions im up in the den
cut em all down and make
coats out of them

got adderall drippin down my throat
no time release but instant dose
my mind repeats but i still smoke
ive got the leash latched
to your throat
and dont you dare think that i wont
im too damn lit from rum and coke
turn yo bitch into a witch 
with one deepthroat
dont worry georgie  
cuz we all float

4 tabs of acid 
my skins
feelin like its plastic
they all whisper in my ear
life dont matter homie crack it
keeping a chainsaw by the bedside
in case these boys want they
motha fucking head sliced
bust in her hair call that 
motha fuckin head lice
how you tryna say that
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homie i been live
fuck the white lies
how you gonna whine bitch
ive been reported dead twice
i didnt wake up.

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