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Destined
Slim::
I'm slamming my head to tha pavement, to the grave gent
till all the blood drains outta me, that I usually crave, through Bereavement
Breaking my nose, eating my bone like a dog rabid and gross...
Slashing my heart with a rod, like those Araibian bro's.
Hypnotized::
I'm Stabbing my eyes, giving it to the dragon that flies
making sure it bakes them in the sun, or in the back of a wagon u guys
Burnt up like cats pissed off with slit tongue's wagging at Christ
You know we all gotta die bi's, but to me , it's a nagging demise
Woven:
After cutting, I'm eating my guts, heating my nuts till it rots sweet like the bugs
Call me Pumba, I'm grubbing on dung, while going insane from a drug that had stung.
Seven:
I'm masculine, a beserk jerk slashing my wrists and drinking the blood.
Imagine me as a zombie ALREADY DEAD, sinking in mud, STINKING REAL GOOD.
Smearing ink in my iris so I can be PINK like ya hood* a virginated virgin raided
by aided germs in the wood.
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