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1:34 A.M
And, you would think my gnomes wired
With the G virus but no its a Genocyber
Back again Michael Myers
With eyes of ice
I can send kamikaze pilots
Who will be smiling
While dialing in
Your coordinates to your island
watch the atomic horizon
On wifi Verizon
Inside the legion of dooms
Guest suite yes the sweetest room
They're all soon to be
Dinner when the full moons at peak
In dead of winter
Here comes the upbringing of the gut wringing
Hash slinging slasher
Proton megatraum cannon reactor
Placed adjacent to my wrist capillaries
One blast on max will have this whole world in halves
Of a maze
Cemetery
Amazed symmetry
That it leaves almost like I speak
Through many different frequencies
Even if I flatline
I will find ancient beats
Of divine harmony
Yo, something keeps calling me
Flows from below
Shmello Jello
To the fellow with the cello
Can you play below an octave eight baseline
So I can escape this place time
Bars go on for weeks
Hard anomaly
They tried to offer me time off to sleep
Though I just chugged a pot of coffee
Probably mosh pit and mug everybody
Its the menace sentenced to lethal injections
Went missing and still hasn't been apprehended
As I Zap through diemensions
Magician an endless no gimmick
Flows glow so bright might get your frontal lobe tinted
Or have you in microchips before the song ended
Loosely a Bruce Lee
No movie but my moves be
Smoothly bruising
On a infinite loop
Feed the youth some syllable soup
Cause these modern artists truly be spitting the flu
Its the fool who flew way over the cuckoos nest
Dressed in my tuxedos best
Just ingested a biological weapon
With the G virus but no its a Genocyber
Back again Michael Myers
With eyes of ice
I can send kamikaze pilots
Who will be smiling
While dialing in
Your coordinates to your island
watch the atomic horizon
On wifi Verizon
Inside the legion of dooms
Guest suite yes the sweetest room
They're all soon to be
Dinner when the full moons at peak
In dead of winter
Here comes the upbringing of the gut wringing
Hash slinging slasher
Proton megatraum cannon reactor
Placed adjacent to my wrist capillaries
One blast on max will have this whole world in halves
Of a maze
Cemetery
Amazed symmetry
That it leaves almost like I speak
Through many different frequencies
Even if I flatline
I will find ancient beats
Of divine harmony
Yo, something keeps calling me
Flows from below
Shmello Jello
To the fellow with the cello
Can you play below an octave eight baseline
So I can escape this place time
Bars go on for weeks
Hard anomaly
They tried to offer me time off to sleep
Though I just chugged a pot of coffee
Probably mosh pit and mug everybody
Its the menace sentenced to lethal injections
Went missing and still hasn't been apprehended
As I Zap through diemensions
Magician an endless no gimmick
Flows glow so bright might get your frontal lobe tinted
Or have you in microchips before the song ended
Loosely a Bruce Lee
No movie but my moves be
Smoothly bruising
On a infinite loop
Feed the youth some syllable soup
Cause these modern artists truly be spitting the flu
Its the fool who flew way over the cuckoos nest
Dressed in my tuxedos best
Just ingested a biological weapon
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