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temple strokes smoking dope unkind folks erased with a choke positive slowly no time for baloney my brain is what holds me back, but now i'm turning showing off a new side free mind a solo ride got the devil off my back that evil was driving me crazy shooting at him with a nine or a mac ten or eleven hallucinations a maybe beginning fresh from zero is fundamental anticipation for the future is fun to mental always working on delivering constant molten lava visually on the silver screen or when your speakers catch fire, you outta clap me if I'm a liar feedback gives me more power to keep going I hear the hollers brain activity is a constant prowler expanding my knowledge in this digital era my foot kicked through the door, you're witnessing a terrific terror (you're welcome) the chi coursing through my veins has never been rarer (now not seldom) formally known as a murderer, changed my ways now a sparer still a cold killer only leaving an inch of life you'll survive, stop screaming, (okay) you will be alright the pressure's been released still no peace and minimal sleep imagination runs too deep must act fast when it starts to creep pushing out everything within me giving you ALL of my energy do you really deserve it? I guess we'll see or are you just here waiting for my ending defending anyone that's loyal and call them family cross me, I have infinite patience the hell that's brought will be damning