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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This place is pathetic, my critique’s not unique when living amongst these freaks, everybody so demonic, crisis mode, my diagnostic is more than socioeconomic, I see your issues their tragic, learn how things works, otherwise it just seems like magic, life lessons for the session, aggression towards what we’ve stepped in, any minute a life can be taken, no extra life, this ain’t PlayStation, spending days in sedation, I spit this for myself, and the angels I’m facing, can’t quit with it, mental guilt with weight like gravity, I preach the truth but naysayers call it blasphemy, lyrical, mystical soldier, let’s see them take that from me, I battle things on planes unseen, all your babbling just gets in the way of what you really mean, I said it, I meant it, this world is demented, society’s a forgone conclusion, yall are morons stuck in the illusion, peyote at the oracle, every time I spit its historical, spit the rhetorical, flip rhymes with Eric, like I always do, cleric, Epic, the sacred jewel, I don’t deal with your hatred dude, let it eat you, sharp like Ginsu, in a world that doesn’t want you, did God trick my spirit, into being fearless, devils don’t want to hear this, they hate my appearance, I’m breaking paradigms and ceilings, with half a rhyme revealing, apocalypse now like Brando, on life, barely got a handle.
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