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Darkness envelopes the soul
Ho guess who the fuck just stepped in
Puffin on bubonic
But only enough for my kin
The situation is the simulation of sin
Sho enough
Witha Ski mask for skin
Glock for a mind tho
I'm blowin up

E feezius the genius only run with the seediest
always come around with that fire like Prometheus
super freak and a hedonist
yall suckas cant be seeing this
without binoculars
I spit it in your ocular
im on the medusa
got that game for your medulla
Oblongata- stay cooler
Old schooler from the future
But spit it retro
Man I told yo ass from the getgo
Tryna handcuff the honey but your ass just need to let go
burn yo lyric sheet
The shit I spit is heat
Back on the track with spaghetti blacc killin this beat
Always spit dope raps and man don’t take no naps
A cold cat, don’t hold back, and always got his own sack

Do I leave the scene hot
Pockets full of sheet rock
Me thinks not
Packing heat
Hold that thought
My nigga recop
My nigga respawn
Red dawn reawaken
As Satan
after me hits the bomb
Out the bong
Evil spirits
Better clear it
Spaghetti beats
You fear it
Motherfuckers ain't Tryna hear it
You bitches ain't Tryna see me
Hallucinations spillin out the eyes
Under a Sketti blacc beanie
Disguise Get broke or choked ho
Chokehold round yo throat hole
Fuck the Po Po
Puffin on doe doe
But Straight laced tho
For those who don't know
I won't show up if you don't owe
You Layin way low
But you'll be a dead ho if I say so
Fuck a race nigga
Everyone know I be the first one out the gate
Masticate rabbits
Dang nabbit
I See my goal and I grab it
Food for thought
Contemplate wait
Can't taste a dose of spaghetti
Without getting the shakes
You be coming all fake
I'm only concerned about gettin this cake
Cower before my power, fool!
Assassin technique loaded
Roaming around your home
While u smokin on bogus that's boatin

I cant fuck with them sad- cases I’m feelin incredible
Took a fat bag to the face and I’m eatin an edible
I Talk big shit cause my information is credible
They tryna throw shade mayn but they aim is terrible
Im tryna stay paid mayn cause my stomach is never full
That’s how the game’s played mayn, sometimes it aint ethical
I maintain and medicate by smoking on medical
And you can’t bullshit me cause I aint susceptible
Cutty, check my facts- cause you never catch me fakin
Im 3-D: the rest of yall puppets is clay-mation
Man I stay high: and look down on yall from space stations
Had game since a playa first played a play station
Tryna get mine right now cause fuck waitin
Im impatient, get in my way: you inpatient
Ill suspend your animation for this paper that im chasin
a futuristic player in a game with these cavemen

Hold the fuck up
I'm finna hold they ass down to the beat wita blade
No joke
Fuck spittin a sixteen
Lemme listen to some gunsmoke
Tabs on my listerine
But ain't nobody listening
All I need is the clear shot
Motherfucker is going missing
Discipline pushing mountains
So these wack niggas move out
I put that on the ancient
My grave inhabited by some vagrants
All I need is the clout
And ho
I need it now
Niggas call me the server
When the system go down
I gets my fix and I clown
Pop off sixty rounds
They brought the swat team
Cuz nothing can stop me now

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from 新​厩​舎 Δ​ο​ύ​ρ​ε​ι​ο​ς Ἵ​π​π​ο​ς BLACC CANDIDATE, released March 15, 2014

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