AFTER TRAUMATIZATION

10May

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AFTER TRAUMATIZATION

in life yull face problems beyond belief n i wonder the streets with enormous grief
cum test dont pest me
police tryin arrest me
tell the cops this shit aint coke its pepsi
let me deadly n friendly
how culd he do it
the guns bigger then him how culd he shoot it
my rhymes are polluted influenced
refuted im truent
i lose it
n wen ya shit comes on i look for a button to mute it

after tramatization how culd u ever be the same
its my word disturbed n i think im bout to go insane x2

how u gunna live paranoid full a paranoA N FEAR
hear foot steps look left but they aint no 1 there
lethal weapons insert lethal injection
proceed the inspection
aint aceptin rejection
aint got a clue so get 1
or get lost
cuz im idevil mistreat u
get cha neck tossed
got a long checklist u culd be the next off
hostile in a hospital wit a cross
something always different n its not wut chu think
n u gettin delarious u serious get off da drink
this be that other shit
got ya face n smothered it
empty pockets u runnin it
defeat me cheaply i got a nother click
hear the spirits hauntin n taunted trappedin my words
over exxageration imagination is cursed
every week pressured up speeech
my pressure release
blowin up the world i hope u rest in peace

after tramatization how culd u ever be the same
its my word disturbed n i think im bout to go insane

my life is like a horror flick
death n suspence
got fucked in the head spittin ever since
po’s meet wit me frequently
been arrested recently
for descently
aint no body tellin me the trick a da trade or im switchin the blade
i thought u were brave
u nervous
life aint perfect
u aint down man clowns belong in the circus
fagget u worthless
u kno it aint worth it
i got a piece i aint talkin bout kit kat bars
click clak how u gon get that far
neva new punhclines culd hit that hard
other mcs dont get that raw
im evil down the core always down for sum more
variety anxiety take u down to the floor
got listeners feenin u kno they needin sum more
leavin a lure
cuz u kno the lord bleve in us all
but what u gon do wen plan a fails
use plan b manly man made wells
split n then slit wit man made nails
choose ur true friends
there no way to tell
people go n play u n lie to ya face
certain people are see thru
got an imaginary nine on my waste
beats make my rhymes smooth like
been thru alot aging causes corrosion
who what wen y i put the plan in motion

after tramatization how culd u ever be the same
its my word im disturbed n i think im bout to go insane

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