| Sweating profusely
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| Convulsing upon the floor
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| Vomit spills forth
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| Explosive diarrhoea
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| Broken bottles and dirty needles
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| Smell of feces begins to fill the air
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| I will die here if I don’t get my fix
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| Under the bridge amidst the filth
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| Creeping through the alleyways, looking for my victim!
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| Hiv Infected humans
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| Their ARV’s I’ll take!
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| I am Nyaope
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| I will eat your brain
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| I am death sent
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| Your soul I will drain
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| Black tar and blisters on every finger tip!
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| I’m dead inside!
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| Fuck my life!
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| Black tar and blisters on every finger tip!
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| I’m dead inside!
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| Fuck my life!
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| Weed and rat poison mixed up with heroin
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| Add in your AIDs meds and then we roll it up!
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| Pass me that fire lets smoke this Wonga
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| Pupils dilate as we begin to smoke
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| Lifeless body slumped over lost control
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| Evil incarnate! |
| Nyaope has my soul
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| Creeping through their arteries
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| Right into their hearts
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| Feed upon their minds and soul
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| A walking piece of art
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| I am Nyaope
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| I will eat your brain
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| I am death sent
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| Your soul I will drain, yuh
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| As Nyaope takes it’s hold
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| Darkness envelopes all
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| Nothing insight but a speck of light!
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| I must journey in order to discover death
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| Silence where there was nothing but suffering |