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Chief Complaint
Doctors getting exposed like popes, Caught pulling the rope a dope, Falling down the entropic slope, No integrity - can't cope, Seats of power to dethrone, Why don't y'all extradite your own? If ya catch a sleeper near ya, Take that tommy peeper, To the nearest theatre, And expose that creature, Its the latest greatest feature, In reality media, Put it on wikipedia, We like, "Dawg, we hear ya!" Stuff ain't black and white, So let's punk these zebras, Walkin' 'round like libras, How 'bout we take their medicine, To debilitate libidos, Of ghouls in tuxedos, Friggin' neato, Now let's stop the peep show. We gon' Murder, lazy suckers in art, Not in the streets, are you a stinking sweet tart? Be smart, avoid Agents Provocateurs, Lessons learned from disturbed dealings with nerds, I'm jealous of every one of you free punks, Livin' lux' cuz you learned math and redux, Methodology, just watchin' the flux, Making rational decisions and earning big bucks, Sucks to me be me cuz I'm a sensitive nut, Driving the short bus right into a rut, I once thought I was a cut above the rest, Perhaps blessed, But when putting faith to the test, I found a lot of hex, and now maybe I'm vexed, I realized my faith wasn't in myself, It was in the rest, So I went on a quest to discover why I felt, And my feelings lead me straight to hell. OMJeepers creepers, Would ya get a load of these sheepish creatures? Could ya set a tone of leaner demeanor? Should ya live by the vote of some evil geezers? I'm gettin' at the throat of some evil deeds, I'm pullin' out weeds like, "who planted these?" Some GMO seeds, like, "do we really need these?" These things we see have an invisible leash, I breath, I eat, I sleep, I compete, I discriminate based on character for real, No Little Bo Peep gon' convince me, That skin means stink, Look sir, I'm free, To use intuition to see into you, Sleuthin' through the politics that consume you, Communistic who's who protruding through all the doo-doo, You know this, Excentrix is super glue sticky dude.
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