Wednesday, March 27, 2019

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Tha degree Celsius / 100 Bars DeepNow Thiss Gonna Be Sticky....I shapeshift monotonous mockeries into a metamorphisis of melodicmonogamy...Im more morbid audibly, smear your extremities with catatonic embalmentfluid.. the skinny you for the toxin release My words constrict airholes until alloxygen is ceased...Kids is tryin to elevate they train of views by studying topography?Ha You god-awful emcees.... Watch true suns touch on across the horizon of yourpremises...I shadowbox with the reflection of an extra-terrestrial nemesis, to sharpenmy profundity perceptionIntense ressurections of mental sections, to ascend beyond eleven tenths ofperfection...I was born when the clock was confused and twelve fell into thirteen...From dusk to sink in my embryos vitality radiated a pulsing kinetic energy...I disperse beams 360 degrees of devastation, and half-dozen degrees ofseperation..Equals 60 emcees thats gon die from each gamma ray salivation...I cool it see 20/20 with a cycloptic ch romosome, so all mimes manipulated bypsionic overtones..Are overthrown from the underworld overture, over your vocal tone...Undulation, running flows over prolate opal stones Spitting sinister cyclonesIf your real or not, its your plot, life behind a twisted doorlock...Amongstwizardous warlocks Wither in sweltering weather... Swelling cerebellums in cellars, swirling inpools of cloroxPotions pour from my incisors, and inject adrenalin inside words..In sin curves and dodge blurs, reminders of pioneers and rectangularlyerected pine boards...The riddle was solved whence it was exposed for its awfulness...I stargaze of an eon long apocolypse, only to wake up and find i wasrevolving in it...Once i shed my body, its residue will atomize into cumulonimbusstormclouds...While i study obelist physics, and calculate diabolical arithmetics...Im sicker so cancer victims spittin up tumorous appendiges, thus lightinga cigargontte..My aesthetics are acrobatic, the accepted eclectic with savag e epileptichabits..I feed your asses circle laxatives, as to extract gastric acids when the gaspasses...Flash flasks of the nastiest wrath, worse then moldy thermoses of birthwater contaminate..Splash that in your eyes and jape as your sinus collapse, and the virusattacks rampant..Half of yall are clowns, spiritually holiday bound.. Likely contestants for the neighborhood talent show consolation round..I ensnare headphones in penetentiaries the way i spit these bars..Battle? im the head safety blitz czar.. I diss emcees hard, thats why bitchesbe sparse...I slaughter in psychotic spasms like a vicious retard... Visuallyunscarred... Everytime i vote down a victim my ammunition is re-charged... Im rippin seamsapart...You couldnt find a rhythm in your weak heart.. OMNI hoe, we reach stars...I was born with my ambillical attached to the sun, and energy has apt(p) mea tongue..I turn tornadoes twisting 180 degrees from their regular rotation.

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