Goblinut

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the television that showcases the era where we begin,
is the same pro era that bad asses be in,
if i'm joey than i'm gassing a historical twin
believe in, achieving, beating demons that cease to sin
a vision of the white family, its quite standing
i'm blasting the gat and savagely causing apathy
battle me. bet you get tossed like some salary.
cavalry. coming in after the act of battling
and i meant celery, the stores will sell it out,
when the mix tape drops, i'll eat the salad out
and the only thing i'm sure of is i'm not selling out
i'll put down any animal who thinks they're worth the bout...
I'll murder a couch, seats filled in at show like it's Chris Reeves house,
James Earl to you dreams, Wes Craven to your screams,
Strike like Jason without patience, at these basic ass teens,
I'm not a real killer, I'm talking about their self esteem,
selfish being, more cocky than whats in my jeans,
Just kidding, b, i'll punch their fucking spleen, until they spill their nectarine,
Doubt me, but I'm more positive than Sheen,
I'm a crab, Eugene, grab the gasoline,
with the matches, me with passion i'm a pyro,
spitting like spyro, fire swallow,
god of this like I'm Apollo,
because compare art, y'all make me look like Picasso,
god flow, i got my rapping skill from a cockroach

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