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YO,fuck it, i fly,swim,travel, my blood and mind unravels, solo mission, coz my position, is that of gravel, bottom of the food chain, about a million empty heads, uneducated brains, my remains, written in books, lyrical form of confucious, spitting wisdom and cooks, beef on paving stones, tidal waves and flames, walking on magma, dragging my feet in shame, coz when i first came, dropped with no sense, of who what and where, what the fuck he doing there?, he best move off, why shouldnt i care?
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
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