Spellbinding

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I'm lost in the dark quick hop in the path of societies ark and swing before you
drop dead in the last place that it seems you would sanity forsook i'm hardcore
you'll get ambushed 9's cracking off like fireworks your just an appetizer i'm a
a sniper with my rifle pistol in the hand the action is reaction bullets all cycle
my mags extended i got hollows for a plug him and his disciples no denial
straight to acceptance askew my mind is a nuisance battered and bruised
i gotta keep it moving else it fails and i feel something other than indifference
we got our weapons i be gripping the receiver as i pistol whip a guy who
who doesn't believe i'd sear him have him gasping for air blood on the ceilings
i be gassed up and attracting all these girls is exciting got my electrifying
and frying a guy who thinks he's colder than me i am dry ice i'm mesmerizing
spellbinding a dance with death would have most people crying but me just
keeps me grinding for more and more kick in his front door 3 to the body
another just for sure I will endure i'll catch a case and never show up for
court X you out like tic tac toe end up with a cartridge in your dome have
rip on your headstone talked too much so he got domed what happens when
you roll with dragons who have passions for that guap and cannons blowing
off stave your whole head with brains on the sidewalk don't talk as i go
balls to the wall have whole communities fall never apoligize for the truth
i'm talking and backing it up straight ruthless leave you toothless cause
i'm heaven sent and hell bound leaping in bounds toward the day when an og just
keeps on going ham understand spray you like a ceiling fan get it popping
like a frying pan metaphors out the yin yang dropping bombs like its
hiroshima got it blowing up my flow is enough to leave you froze up then i move
in with my cold stuff have you choked up get blown up blown out of the water
have your girl sucking me up like water goodbye teeter tooter then you fall dead on
the dirt by tomorrow round you up like the gestapo any resistance we'll
be on top of you mad persistence and i'm rocking it i'm chopping and robbing
a boy who thinks he's blocking my attacks like jumping jacks i be pumping
and jumping and hunting a boy who'll be running like its nothing.
Sophisticated i'm a legend in the making a crown for the taking not brown
but i'm never hesitating levitating through my meditation leave you in desolation
hereditary a relative detonation focusing so hard on taking my place you'll
never see me faking it.

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Mydnyt3
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