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Illmortal Kombat ft. Rage

from The Third Eye by ben kaos

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Putrid infection passing and pissing dripping cuts plus you don't want nothing with a mother fucking maniac Really I'm fine now all besides the feeling I have some times to rip spines of set up the punch line to a bad joke and for no reason at all I spin

around and punched the next guy in line out psycho analysis I'm stoned well kind of high resonated lips from the cannabi that I buy carrying on a nonsense conversation just analyze giant dilated pupils and calloused eyes and decisively jumping through

these loopholes I loop the vocal track too broke to buy equipment so the quality is whack professional procrastinator smashing on an avid hater asking for assassination smashing past you average cat with these savage raps fueled by my damage past
which you could never ever last a shaky foundation America in quotations don't be scared of the creation manipulation invasion im raising eyebrows from my town to the White House lights out right now why I'm a night owl nocturnal I pop kernels you want to

know my history go find my lost journals lot of hurdles in this life that I lead I bet it would be the same thing for you if you fight to be free gravity he says keeps us shackled to this rock our souls waiting to escape like a jack in the box so we blast off the top

like you don't have a care because anything is better than being forced fed shit while strapped to a chair rare we the last of a dying breed so before I'm deceased I will make sure that I plant my seed thereafter me intentions dastardly baptized drastically in

Hellfire the humanity more psycho and Michael Myers combination of heat and fire you put those two things together and call me a Stockton rider my mind is hallucinating seeing visions of Satan is it really Satan or just satan's imitation image of evil station

in my imagination lacing thoughts with complications paranoia aggravation talking to myself and pacing is an act of agitation active abnegation bringing devastation to your legislation where my patience is next to Nathan for this abomination that we call

obamas nation I am chiefin em won't let go for any reason I'm deceiving him colder then south pole snow in any season and I'm beasting sick enough to be up too dig up Jackie Gleason I am the type to pick a fight with a whole crowd of mother fokker's not

even drunk sober as fuck quick to get them up knock them out and sit them up you don't want nothing with a mother fucking maniac bend you in have here that crack spines snap spinal tap ice picks vice grips super glue lips blood ooze too quick turnakit burn

a bitch murder shit we're taking out the enemy you thought you were slick you could conceal your identity no we know exactly who you're axed in the face yeah that will leave a little scar guy out the car if you ain't down to ride the bird's eye and focus on the

prize down to die for a statement that I write down you wanna fight now I will meet you any fucking night pal bite down on the curb say your prayers that sound as the jaw tendon tears mauled by a bear that's what the detective said because the jaw was an

even attached to his fucking head

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from The Third Eye, released July 28, 2016

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ben kaos Stockton, California

USING MUSIC TO ESCAPE THE DARKNESS

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