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Practice What You Preach

the preach a practice to each is own my itch I scratch to bleed the bastards' habits to each is own you'd have to read it backwards that means I practice what I preach I was really young when I was told, when I was told you better practice what you preach uh you better practice what you preach yeah you better uh, practice what you preach yeah uh the preach a practice to each is own my itch I scratch to bleed the bastards' habits to each is own you'd have to read it backwards that means I practice what I preach I was really young when I was told, when I was told you better practice what you preach uh you better practice what you preach yeah you better uh, practice what you preach yeah uh uh uh why this sound flammable this time! nailed like the hammer will itch don't, slap with no chamomile drive I'm on he still standing still silence cause the lambs to peel I been in my skin its every nerve just what I plan to feel immersive how I work it on a verse its fucking urgent I hold a fucking serpent under different turbans deep in murky waters where I plan to merk it an early bird to catch a worm and now it's how its worded arc a circuit kettle verse a bobcat now he murdered stim adrenaline I panic walking further I wander the planet I wanted to plan it I toggle on cracking on all of the granite if I film it its candid its candyman say it again and again then its amounting to this every moment like cold in the ocean it's taking a hold then I'm frozen the mammoth my DNA oh fuck he's growing openly open just research my book when I go in I could take back to the place that I space mapped I could really do this be an artist fucking change rap could he really prove it well the carbon gotta date fast page last last page had to rearrange trash know you gotta feel it when the pain it's all I layed, facts... the future present a ghost living the past this rage paid through dues that I saved I hate new relate to an age I stay glued the name came from from shit I left in my wake the same dude who looking to keep with an aim through don't blame you I hate me I'm not here to change you I take two and come back for more like the doctor sedate you I operate compensate never off y'all want that holiday say how it is this a calling hey walk away? y'all gotta run when its bombs away shocking its possible there aint no stopping loss of the blood got you stumbling often I often take vials to store in my cubbards I'm onto another this verse had to suffer so I could continue to feel while I'm under distance I covered the underground wonders elect on this destined expect on some pestering special intentions I left some sin burn it in no they won't know me like Edison jettison off of the block that's a head I said messing with Frankenstein "it's alive!" get it then cause the second its setting in heaven sent only one wing Jenova so mother would know how to tell it best uh the preach a practice to each is own my itch I scratch to bleed the bastards' habits to each is own you'd have to read it backwards that means I practice what I preach I was really young when I was told, when I was told you better practice what you preach uh you better practice what you preach yeah you better uh, practice what you preach yeah uh uh uh