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I make a earth shake, I'm your worst mistake,
between skinny and Camp Crystal Lake.
I like Rob Zombie, my thoughts are morbid,
like I slept in his of a thousand corpses.
Put on a page, shatter a giant's ribcage,
crush you and anyone that to rage,
a vision of rage, it's like swimming great whites.
mics, step up and feel the break tight.
I always like to show decency,
but music always out the beast in me.
an animalistic misfit, so why risk it?
''cause this shit will leave a imprint.
It's an instant classic, if not then it's to it.
You then you don't know music.
Most emcees that garble when it's to write,
they got to say, like a deaf man with writers block.
It's an so fuck what your friends think.
I wonders with the pen's ink.
So what's a quote from your favourite
If it aint Dead Celeb then it's garbage.

time coming, 15 years in the making,
it's finally come, but my are acheing.
Watch how I make the bleed,
strangle the music 'till it breathe.
On it's whole, are the life support.
Without me the song dies. Without me then lifeless.
Without me I'm another fucking rapper with a crisis,
and a collection of songs being rich.
Life's a big chain, it pushed you in the which it ### thought containment.
We call it entertainment and you could love it or it.
You could turn it up, or turn it off, or just it.
just too many stakes to regard it, all of them.
And they are starving and feed off of music.
Walking zombies who to follow,
some can spit, but most swallow.

I was always told Rabbit seized the moment.
That's why I with emotion.
Sing i spit blood, sing for the hopeless,
sing my lungs give out, and my throat closes.
That's just my ambition, to turn heads a street magician.
Blaine stopped paying attention.
It's the main attraction, the premier.
Celeb I thought I made it perfectly clear,
that i would not down or stumble.
I just pace, back and forth, a lion inside of a jungle.
This is my me and a mic go together,
like Robert Downey and cocaine.
I'm an addict, I got a bad habit,
of making the best seem below average.
I'm savage. I'm more than you bargain for.
That's why I hold the mic up my arm and soar.

Lyrics are swarming I'm than a hurricane,
and when I'm on it I'm more than a white shark.
I'm storming I'm ###.
And I like any of these rappers causing me boredom.
I a hole in the speaker once I'm done recording.
And my voice cuts sooner, a chainsaw in Texas.
I got a and it's fatal weapons.
me rip the flesh from the beat
Skin it alive and hang a from his feet.
inside I'm dark and dingy,
like Darko was trapped within me.
I'm starving the streets of Harlem.
and a quest that became with a ring golem.
My precious, we you, quick.
We you like Dead Celebrity's Blood Music.
And I'm a scriptling direct hell.
I'm hungry like when cannabis first Darnel.
come to rock down, you rock as my pumps.
I this to new heights like suicide jumps.
You only once, ### hunts.
And I get bloody, like the time of the month, bitch.
For those can't spell, it's Y-A-S,
the most letters in the alphabet.
''cause facing me is speaking English in Thailand,
there's really no point, like a blind man.
DCS are the initials, for who got issues,
for kids who fight like pitbulls.
You battle? Check my win column.
I got two fingers with your name written on them. What?!