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I'm the topic of discussion, a lot of me is functioned
Off of the asumption that I've probably been punching
Things to harm by beating it, the gossip is percussion
But the anger pulls me in and I've been lost within the suction
A possible seduction, I like to scab and bruise
See it's sort of like a fetish that just sets a passive use
It's an active truth through time I've been a persons attribute
Attacking you sometimes but I cannot deny, the facts are views
Seen by anyone but some just give to us a wack excuse
But thats redundant cause I'm everywhere and quite attractive too
You see my random acts pursue provoking me to act a fool
Victims picked at random cause it's hard to choose exactly who
I feel to slash in two's, smack or shoot, slice and pummel
Cause I like to rumble, take advantage of the wife that struggles
See the crisis bundle up the lifes'll plummit like a fumble
I'm consistent to the point where you can say I might be humble
I'm your uncle, mom or father, sister, brother, son or daughter
I've been known to change my form sometimes, a knive, gun or revolver
Marijuana, any drug, I'm the astrigent for a robber
Plus I write about my sins but I'm an insufficent author
A menace that has offered, pain to people pure in posture
Easy to come by you see I'm no deterred imposter
Some times the cure’ll cost you, I'm in every murder’s roster
Heard of monster’s, well I'm worse I got the keys to hearse I park you
In the dirt and then I toss you, I strive to cause you pain
The mental institution bus that drives you all insane
Depriving you from fame, dark when I begin to stain 
Your inner conscience I just cause you to sniff lines into the brain
I'm the fire in the flame,the fabrication fighters get
The mind inside the knife antagonizing you to slice your wrist
To leave you fiberless, you'll die from me without the righteousness
Commited by a person, place, or thing no doubts that I exsist
Psychiatrist, a nurse, a preist, or your nervous niece
The concerned police, the hemoglobin where the murder sleeps
The curb or street, collision where the car doesn't alert the tree
I'm a speech impediment, profanity .. the words you speak
Curse it me, I'm a sin, the least expected, I'm a friend
Released agression, crime within your mind the sims'll need protection
Eased aggression, five percent, the other 95 is this
Live intent's, the people rest beneath, addressed decisiveness 
I-am-this, painfully a force .. morbidly sick with 
A style that's a couple sandwiches still .. short of a pic-nic
And every human being see is of course a statistic
Brain waves are so uneven it's too distorted to fix it 
Fortunate mis-fit .. see I coach a league of my own
Im a fungus to man kind and I grow on people at home
I hope you see that I'm prone to leave broken pieces of bones
In conclusion, I'm abusive cause you wont me leave me alone ..
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