| My heart is full of unthoughtful, diabolical articles
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| Rechargeable, marvelous words transported on dust particles
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| Listen, I limit you with subliminal mental minerals
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| Similar chemicals of rattlesnake venom are in my genitals
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| My plague invades till no one else is left to fight us
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| Verbal hepatitis mixed with Saint Louis encephalitis
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| I blow over possessed rappers like preacher men do
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| But instead of an exorcism I’ll be putting the demons up in you
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| You fade the black with no coming back half-human half-bomb attack with a full
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| map of my brain tract in the Almanac
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| Once I devise your demise, you’ll never rise up, I’m a dream
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| Traveler, so the only way to see me is with your eyes shut
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| The frequency sailor, interplanetary emailer
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| Professional carbon monoxide poison inhaler
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| Entered your head and studied words that you could have read
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| And I intercepted any murderous lyrics that you would have said
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| This is Open Thought Surgery
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| The verses He dispersed and purposely murdered unmercifully
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| No one is personally worse than me
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| The atoms that burst in me feed the Earth, the Universe verbally nursing me
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| I’m the Son of Sam, the ambulance driver saw me and ran
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| The lyrical vampire who was filmed by your phantom cameraman
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| Your life is non-recoupable, nothing else I can do for you
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| I transform from superhuman to marsupial
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| I speak seventeen conniptions, witnesses gave descriptions
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| Of non-existent fictitious K-Rino ghost depictions
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| I ain’t seeking love, the action that I’m speaking of caused the weeping of 10
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| million and left the whole atmosphere leaking blood
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| Shife on the mic like a devious wife
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| I won’t kill you, I’ll just abduct you and hide you in a previous life
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| I clone hearts when the Twilight Zone starts, I’ll imbalance your
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| Talents and make you allergic to your own thoughts
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| I stop time, walk in a school room and shot rhymes
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| Got nine murder cases for popping minds on suicide hotline
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| And lyrically I’m denouncing men, my head be pounding when
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| Ancient rap spirits be bouncing in for counseling
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| This is Open Thought Surgery
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| The verses He dispersed and purposely murdered unmercifully
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| No one is personally worse than me
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| The atoms that burst in me feed the Earth, the Universe verbally nursing me
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| Listen, the predicament I leave men in was written in pen
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| They name me valedictorian in schools that I didn’t attend
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| I regurgitate repeatedly at the thought of you, I’ll stalk you for life so no
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| matter where you live I already live next door to you
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| They say I’m sick, I guess that’s sort of true, body dissections made sure
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| every family member received a part of you
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| Ten strains of fluid in my veins were unnameable
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| What’s in my brain will make the self explanatory unexplainable
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| I’m hard and morbid, dissolving four MCs by putting them all in a boiling
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| cauldron till the world stops revolving
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| A zone is what I’m stepping in, a body cast is what I left them in,
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| I made a deaf man hear but when he heard you flow he went deaf again
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| You better make your mortuary reservations
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| My string of rap murders made a serial killer hand in his resignation
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| I’m unleashing verbal pestilage
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| My weaponous method is vocal death manifested through text messages |