psychosis, kill kill
murder weapon in hand, hand in hand
its your head ill grab
stab you in the head
flesh is flesh
bone in bone
color blind and what i see is two tones
testicular fortitude got me on the edge
fucking with succubus
long jeavity got my legs feeling light
popping pills from the doctor to make me feel alright
tension i dont wanna go to prison
fuck these syntoms
all i do is listen to eminem
at least every once in awhile
gohmer pile
freestyle
lose yourself
8 mile
walk on glass, absorb shocks through the pain in your ass
cold casket, made of plastic
bust plaster, misery needs company
hope drives a man crazy
but theres still light in this darkness
animals can seee thru the blackness
blank dissoultion, wheres the solution
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