Lee Spadez

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Lee Spadez

Verse 1
Lay on down. I can tell that you've been neglecting all your needs girl. Common lemme give you what you girl(oohh). I can feel that pussy
quivering (mhmm).

Say it ain't so. The last time that you
came was awhile ago (nooo!)
lemme share with you something so
wonderful(ohh!) so powerful(oh oh!)
mhmm

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Verse 2
You say im so deep(oh!) I feel your body clinching as I take the lead. Slowly you began to cream, what a
sexy scene...mhmm

As I get the pumping babe, you saturate me both in sweat and pussy juice(oh!) This viscous got me so attached it's super glue(ooh!) As I pull out I see that
pussy leak...you got that northern creek…

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Panacea flow

X1. They say im old enough to know better, yet I'm young enough not to give a fuck. Been juggling expectations until my intuition had finally struck. While avoiding loose lips and poser lioness, I was exasperated as a prophet. So I decided to kill em with the sound of silence. Living a nomadic lifestyle because of a background that keeps haunting me. My open wounds left me lachrymose which directed various entities. Even in my sleep I would see those nameless faces. Been pacing myself mainly due to my depleted patience. Folks anticipate that I might become a mental patient. It's constant friction from institutions and alleged relatives. Probable that they're all seeking to damage my development. I'm hesitant knowing of their acerbic conglomerate. They need a host to fuel their parasitic empty existence. Build up anger and resentment gave birth to these gelastic spewed sentences. So now my confidence is trenchant in this very instant. No apologies accepted these refining fires are fully expected.



X2. Fed dogma to play the hamster on the spinning wheel, but i knew the deal. In the jungle its either kill or be killed. My genetic talents turned out to be applicable skills. Hence the term in the real world real recognize real. Abnegation eating at me, time demanding some celerity. Looking in the mirror all I see is a monstrosity. Seeking some solution from the vicinal pollutions, my continuous arrogance became rather propitious. I developed a perspicacious sense for living carelessly. Yet arbitrarily I was removing unwanted rubiginous personalities. Subtly strengthing myself against any social dissonance. Through rigorous mental training i developed a sturdy tolerance. Now when institutions want to clinically diagnose, i let them know. I can now kill them softly with my adagio. I was born to win fuck niggas yea i was born to win. I say it again fuck nigga yea i was born to win.

Drapetomania

X1. People dem shout cheers bomb burst off into the air. The very thing we celebrate we're taught to beware. Kinda scary when happy thoughts leave you in despair. Like looking for a hug from a Pedobear. Everyone lines up to be a millionaire. And once the money gone their heart goes callous. To be honest I can't even knock it. This entire society lacks empathy like a tin man with insecurities. Pledge of Allegiance to piracy, one by land two by sea, so pardon me if I fall for her decadent beauty. She appeases me with her words and wishes. Her body too damaged and ravaged for pussy and kissing. She cries all night and only heaven may listen. Trapped in this hourglass while the dark matter pass, leaving me grasping and gasping. I'm sorry momma but I'm not a pastor. Im sorry internet but I'm not an actor. All these souls on layaway have become a factor. Because they must hurry home for their last supper. A requiem of the 8th wonder.




X2. There are many unsung heroes that we so proudly hail. On the back of a dead inflated washed up whale. Speaking of the devil is starting to taste so stale. When we're all angles habitually dwelling in hell. The judicious system encouraged the worship of bail. These marionette had me under a hex like spell. I cleansed in the blood but to no prevail. My orotund song shattered the draconian cell. It took 33 days to wash off this rancid smell. Branded inimical for freedom fighting visuals. The inevitable totality of the issue was beautiful. Established intricate networks with the bare minimum. Ironically everyone wants to be a criminal. Sex money murder became our badge of honor. And if it's death over dishonor then we'd be suicide bombers. Why nobody warned us about Gay rights Obama? Why must Islam be tainted because of Osama? Why can't you translate Viva La Bamba? Why the police had to take the Chevy impala? Why did Belafonte sing about stacking banana? Smoking cigars while sporting the fandora. It's never too late to open up Pandora.

Decadent beauty


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Verse 1
Lay on down. I can tell that you've been neglecting all your needs girl. Common lemme give you what you girl(oohh). I can feel that pussy
quivering (mhmm).

Say it ain't so. The last time that you
came was awhile ago (nooo!)
lemme share with you something so
wonderful(ohh!) so powerful(oh oh!)
mhmm

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Verse 2
You say im so deep(oh!) I feel your body clinching as I take the lead. Slowly you began to cream, what a
sexy scene...mhmm

As I get the pumping babe, you saturate me both in sweat and pussy juice(oh!) This viscous got me so attached it's super glue(ooh!) As I pull out I see that
pussy leak...you got that northern creek…

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Panacea flow

X1. They say im old enough to know better, yet I'm young enough not to give a fuck. Been juggling expectations until my intuition had finally struck. While avoiding loose lips and poser lioness, I was exasperated as a prophet. So I decided to kill em with the sound of silence. Living a nomadic lifestyle because of a background that keeps haunting me. My open wounds left me lachrymose which directed various entities. Even in my sleep I would see those nameless faces. Been pacing myself mainly due to my depleted patience. Folks anticipate that I might become a mental patient. It's constant friction from institutions and alleged relatives. Probable that they're all seeking to damage my development. I'm hesitant knowing of their acerbic conglomerate. They need a host to fuel their parasitic empty existence. Build up anger and resentment gave birth to these gelastic spewed sentences. So now my confidence is trenchant in this very instant. No apologies accepted these refining fires are fully expected.



X2. Fed dogma to play the hamster on the spinning wheel, but i knew the deal. In the jungle its either kill or be killed. My genetic talents turned out to be applicable skills. Hence the term in the real world real recognize real. Abnegation eating at me, time demanding some celerity. Looking in the mirror all I see is a monstrosity. Seeking some solution from the vicinal pollutions, my continuous arrogance became rather propitious. I developed a perspicacious sense for living carelessly. Yet arbitrarily I was removing unwanted rubiginous personalities. Subtly strengthing myself against any social dissonance. Through rigorous mental training i developed a sturdy tolerance. Now when institutions want to clinically diagnose, i let them know. I can now kill them softly with my adagio. I was born to win fuck niggas yea i was born to win. I say it again fuck nigga yea i was born to win.

Drapetomania

X1. People dem shout cheers bomb burst off into the air. The very thing we celebrate we're taught to beware. Kinda scary when happy thoughts leave you in despair. Like looking for a hug from a Pedobear. Everyone lines up to be a millionaire. And once the money gone their heart goes callous. To be honest I can't even knock it. This entire society lacks empathy like a tin man with insecurities. Pledge of Allegiance to piracy, one by land two by sea, so pardon me if I fall for her decadent beauty. She appeases me with her words and wishes. Her body too damaged and ravaged for pussy and kissing. She cries all night and only heaven may listen. Trapped in this hourglass while the dark matter pass, leaving me grasping and gasping. I'm sorry momma but I'm not a pastor. Im sorry internet but I'm not an actor. All these souls on layaway have become a factor. Because they must hurry home for their last supper. A requiem of the 8th wonder.




X2. There are many unsung heroes that we so proudly hail. On the back of a dead inflated washed up whale. Speaking of the devil is starting to taste so stale. When we're all angles habitually dwelling in hell. The judicious system encouraged the worship of bail. These marionette had me under a hex like spell. I cleansed in the blood but to no prevail. My orotund song shattered the draconian cell. It took 33 days to wash off this rancid smell. Branded inimical for freedom fighting visuals. The inevitable totality of the issue was beautiful. Established intricate networks with the bare minimum. Ironically everyone wants to be a criminal. Sex money murder became our badge of honor. And if it's death over dishonor then we'd be suicide bombers. Why nobody warned us about Gay rights Obama? Why must Islam be tainted because of Osama? Why can't you translate Viva La Bamba? Why the police had to take the Chevy impala? Why did Belafonte sing about stacking banana? Smoking cigars while sporting the fandora. It's never too late to open up Pandora.

Decadent beauty

X1. I see dead people. I see people who would do no evil. I see the impossible solutions to any upheaval. I've been walking on pins and needles, yet vigilant of oligarchy eagles. The predator to a predator of beetles. The darkest hour of higher power is being alone, being unable to cope with the sight of blood stained stones. Bundles of dead dried bones, gentrified and becomes a new home. Nevertheless, even in death you'll hear melanin moan. An Eastern star kiss under a Great red oak tree, compatible energy so we danced until the Sun decided to sleep. Just another angel wrestling with the YAHudii seed. Still takes the best of me to work with this society because my identity undoubtedly, is not a social formality. A threatening ideology, detrimental to pagen blasphemy. Oooo illuminati got the hots for me. But the dick dead asleep because Darwinism isn't cheap. So my best assets are kept safe under my turbans keep.



X2. Teeth chattering from embarrassment in the presence of the Infinite One. The Gaza was constructed and the unruly commenced with operation Solomon. In the eye of the F5 I would be in the calm. Hub caps broken off the rims tho because niggas be moving like bums. You can't mix opera sound with the might of the Drum. Be ye separated my son or just deal with the crumbs. Even with this turban, im uncle Drew like kyrie Irving. An authentic style that was uniquely woven. Plus mami pussy get dumb open. Even at sunrise we have ourselves alil dinner date. I pull up clean as fuck and the pussy be on a dinner plate. I dealt with her like a doctors appointment and we shared the anointing. 8:31 she fell asleep, talk about synchronicity. Some say life a mystery, family never lose faith in ADONIA sovereignty. Unruly words blast off like pyroclasticity. This the 25th hour of cryptography. From the bottom of our balls came black history. Don't let the bed bugs bite dummy and continue to sleep.

MR. Turban

Viewers discretion, my lyrics might influence perspectives. The devil may cry, caught staring at his own reflection. A mockingbird listens, thin crisp air razor sharpened. Almost vacuum like, blood boiling impulsive thoughts. Fastidious performance lifestyle, homework that's passed down. Cornerback field goals, making these hoes tippy toe. I'm exercising the gift of gabble. Refractory mineral from the tower of Babel. Cut from the same cloth that hung on Osceola brow. If not for the ancestors then I wouldn't be here now. I was the spider that bit Spiderman, and still Sony didn't give a damn. I was just expunged, undermined as a man. All the other supporting cast got main roles, while i was left webbing together my tomorrow's. I was dealing on different levels, paradigms translucent to the devil. In honoring the father i was bestowed precious medals.





X2. Mind over matter, matter of fact that i had to get mine. It was only a matter of time before I started with crime. A deciduous heart, evident from being set apart. Excommunicated and hated only made me go hard. I was doing my dirt, even if i knew it was causing hurt. It didn't matter, as long as I was putting in work. You live and you learn, couple of brawds I had to burn. My nigga cashes had a fat bitch and a side one just to earn. You take and you give. One hand washes the other, that's how we live. Money power respect was the thing that we did. But you see, politics is a son of a bitch. Once niggas get comfortable, there's no telling what they can do. No familiar faces because in the jungle you'll always find trouble. There is no logical approach for this type of struggle. When leaf drop off like signs of treason, That's for a reason. Not everyone is meant to stay with you for another season.

Deciduous heart

Pre-dispositioned from birth, yes they know where it hurts. Constitutional rights, but we don't know how they work. Insinuating ourselves, right along with the wolves. Potential threat to the state? Divert left on the fork. Breaking barriers only making things scarier. Martial law for those whom seek to carry on like Berbers. Our babies are being murdered. Offered off to the slaughter. Pulmonary cries ignored due to court order. Our only real identity is that 9 digit FOIR. Ever wonder why you see lightning before hearing thunder? There's a shadow government that's working undercover. That's why when niggas start coming home, they breaking bones. Black face off and you still gone see a nigger. So gon put your bujoir pinky finger down NIGGER. Because at the end of the day, there's only 24HRS, and they be damned if they lose any money because of skin color.



X2. Mr big body protagonist, twitter me this. Why isn't the signing of the E.Proclamation on the holiday list? You mean to tell me politics is more concerned with a dick? turning sick men into a crossdressing bitch? So much social tension because of all this psycho-sexual shit. We can't get along because male Domina is imitated. Femocracy is a mockery, witchcraft at its highest sorcery. An insult to intelligent Democracy. Do we even still have privacy?? Effectively, banks have seized all of our equity. Physical tender is now crypto-currency. No emergency ...(pause)....
Because If there were, they'd come do what they do best. And it ain't no secret that they set up Pearl Harbor and 9/11 like semtex. The same kats with batons and blue vest. Be the ones that KLIT KLAT before they serve and protect.

Hyphenated citizen

If it was up to me, I'd free all my enemies. Welcome them close so i could devour their dark soul. Embracing the figgums, consolidating windows of wisdom. Mothers giving birth, a king brought forth from the bosom. Why would i lose em? Iron sharpens iron with no problem. The only way to get a diamond is from the
pressure. No need to measure. Within me is the lost treasure. So I tread the world at my own leisure, I am a leader. Niggas really need to start reading. Social density mitigating isolationism. that's how they get em. Conformity is anti-free, no identity. Neuroplasticity is deliberately diminishing. Pressure pill is my remedy. Please don't bother me. The formula to my anathema, with antennas up. Assimilated and consecrated, i'm sick of waiting. At this point I've begun disseminating.


X2. He who knows better, and does not, will get popped. Survival of the fittest is what killed tupac. Try not to rock the block with too much spiritual stocks. These the same niggas holding rent money in their socks. Indefatigable spirit, they don't wanna hear it. Bullets zipping through the air like they've all gone stupid. Pressure pill for the best of em, while the rest of em, turn to vegetable. Live to tell tale that's impressionable. (ahh) And i'm on fleet. Financial freedoms to me homie ain't just a dream. Squeezed in the middle of the two party tyranny. Trepidations rise up when they look at me. So I refuse to give into monotony. Last week, the monomania almost got me. I had to kop a zip, roll a couple up, burn spliff. Makers Mark with no ice full cup, slow sip.

Pressure pill

Why even bother? Niggas out here be chasing dollars. Reality is tough, constantly infringing the father. No longer need a rite of passage, we all bastards, cognitively they growing backwards. That's a hazard. So what's the password?? Just let em see the answers. This is law, guiding the masses before they fall. They call for God, but he was too busy building a wall. As a result, Kats out here pouring water on a ball. So I'll just be a dickhead, I'll be penetrating a generation, breathing hope into a prudent nation. Mind body soul dedicated to the premeditated, anticipated and highly favored by satan. This no joke, so don't play with my patience. Kats feeding off sin, so my best friend is a G.U.N. ain't that genuine?? Please forgive my fellow kin. We unruly to the end. Niggas like me never disingenuous.


X2. R.I.P to all the ignorance. It's getting serious. These demons are real, I call them insidious. Worth every cent once you give into their hideous belligerence. Capital build off the pretty bitch. She started bleeding and the monopolies itch. Difficult enough just to pay the rent, so what hppnd to her innocence?? If the youth grow old, there's no guarantee that they'll value soul. Money clothes and hoes all these kids know. Chasing false dreams while their true potential sleeps. Anyone with common sense is a target in the streets. A motley bunch of voices, they've all made their choices. Ignorance is bliss until you notice your ignominious. Damn Life's a bitch and niggas still trynna give her dick. Until she gets them sick, and they see there's no quick repent. Hold on fast to the truth, that's the only real defense. Walking through the valley of death you could die in an instant.

Never disingenuous

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Verse 1
Lay on down. I can tell that you've been neglecting all your needs girl. Common lemme give you what you girl(oohh). I can feel that pussy
quivering (mhmm).

Say it ain't so. The last time that you
came was awhile ago (nooo!)
lemme share with you something so
wonderful(ohh!) so powerful(oh oh!)
mhmm

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Verse 2
You say im so deep(oh!) I feel your body clinching as I take the lead. Slowly you began to cream, what a
sexy scene...mhmm

As I get the pumping babe, you saturate me both in sweat and pussy juice(oh!) This viscous got me so attached it's super glue(ooh!) As I pull out I see that
pussy leak...you got that northern creek…

Bridge
We both feel this fire babe. This is so exciting babe.
Let's just take our time.
It's just you and I. Tonight is our night…

Chorus
Never holding back we'll both let go
Giving into passions we must explore
Babe give me you all you got and more…
I love this panacea flow.

Panacea flow

X1. They say im old enough to know better, yet I'm young enough not to give a fuck. Been juggling expectations until my intuition had finally struck. While avoiding loose lips and poser lioness, I was exasperated as a prophet. So I decided to kill em with the sound of silence. Living a nomadic lifestyle because of a background that keeps haunting me. My open wounds left me lachrymose which directed various entities. Even in my sleep I would see those nameless faces. Been pacing myself mainly due to my depleted patience. Folks anticipate that I might become a mental patient. It's constant friction from institutions and alleged relatives. Probable that they're all seeking to damage my development. I'm hesitant knowing of their acerbic conglomerate. They need a host to fuel their parasitic empty existence. Build up anger and resentment gave birth to these gelastic spewed sentences. So now my confidence is trenchant in this very instant. No apologies accepted these refining fires are fully expected.



X2. Fed dogma to play the hamster on the spinning wheel, but i knew the deal. In the jungle its either kill or be killed. My genetic talents turned out to be applicable skills. Hence the term in the real world real recognize real. Abnegation eating at me, time demanding some celerity. Looking in the mirror all I see is a monstrosity. Seeking some solution from the vicinal pollutions, my continuous arrogance became rather propitious. I developed a perspicacious sense for living carelessly. Yet arbitrarily I was removing unwanted rubiginous personalities. Subtly strengthing myself against any social dissonance. Through rigorous mental training i developed a sturdy tolerance. Now when institutions want to clinically diagnose, i let them know. I can now kill them softly with my adagio. I was born to win fuck niggas yea i was born to win. I say it again fuck nigga yea i was born to win.

Drapetomania

X1. People dem shout cheers bomb burst off into the air. The very thing we celebrate we're taught to beware. Kinda scary when happy thoughts leave you in despair. Like looking for a hug from a Pedobear. Everyone lines up to be a millionaire. And once the money gone their heart goes callous. To be honest I can't even knock it. This entire society lacks empathy like a tin man with insecurities. Pledge of Allegiance to piracy, one by land two by sea, so pardon me if I fall for her decadent beauty. She appeases me with her words and wishes. Her body too damaged and ravaged for pussy and kissing. She cries all night and only heaven may listen. Trapped in this hourglass while the dark matter pass, leaving me grasping and gasping. I'm sorry momma but I'm not a pastor. Im sorry internet but I'm not an actor. All these souls on layaway have become a factor. Because they must hurry home for their last supper. A requiem of the 8th wonder.




X2. There are many unsung heroes that we so proudly hail. On the back of a dead inflated washed up whale. Speaking of the devil is starting to taste so stale. When we're all angles habitually dwelling in hell. The judicious system encouraged the worship of bail. These marionette had me under a hex like spell. I cleansed in the blood but to no prevail. My orotund song shattered the draconian cell. It took 33 days to wash off this rancid smell. Branded inimical for freedom fighting visuals. The inevitable totality of the issue was beautiful. Established intricate networks with the bare minimum. Ironically everyone wants to be a criminal. Sex money murder became our badge of honor. And if it's death over dishonor then we'd be suicide bombers. Why nobody warned us about Gay rights Obama? Why must Islam be tainted because of Osama? Why can't you translate Viva La Bamba? Why the police had to take the Chevy impala? Why did Belafonte sing about stacking banana? Smoking cigars while sporting the fandora. It's never too late to open up Pandora.

Decadent beauty

X1. I see dead people. I see people who would do no evil. I see the impossible solutions to any upheaval. I've been walking on pins and needles, yet vigilant of oligarchy eagles. The predator to a predator of beetles. The darkest hour of higher power is being alone, being unable to cope with the sight of blood stained stones. Bundles of dead dried bones, gentrified and becomes a new home. Nevertheless, even in death you'll hear melanin moan. An Eastern star kiss under a Great red oak tree, compatible energy so we danced until the Sun decided to sleep. Just another angel wrestling with the YAHudii seed. Still takes the best of me to work with this society because my identity undoubtedly, is not a social formality. A threatening ideology, detrimental to pagen blasphemy. Oooo illuminati got the hots for me. But the dick dead asleep because Darwinism isn't cheap. So my best assets are kept safe under my turbans keep.



X2. Teeth chattering from embarrassment in the presence of the Infinite One. The Gaza was constructed and the unruly commenced with operation Solomon. In the eye of the F5 I would be in the calm. Hub caps broken off the rims tho because niggas be moving like bums. You can't mix opera sound with the might of the Drum. Be ye separated my son or just deal with the crumbs. Even with this turban, im uncle Drew like kyrie Irving. An authentic style that was uniquely woven. Plus mami pussy get dumb open. Even at sunrise we have ourselves alil dinner date. I pull up clean as fuck and the pussy be on a dinner plate. I dealt with her like a doctors appointment and we shared the anointing. 8:31 she fell asleep, talk about synchronicity. Some say life a mystery, family never lose faith in ADONIA sovereignty. Unruly words blast off like pyroclasticity. This the 25th hour of cryptography. From the bottom of our balls came black history. Don't let the bed bugs bite dummy and continue to sleep.

MR. Turban

Viewers discretion, my lyrics might influence perspectives. The devil may cry, caught staring at his own reflection. A mockingbird listens, thin crisp air razor sharpened. Almost vacuum like, blood boiling impulsive thoughts. Fastidious performance lifestyle, homework that's passed down. Cornerback field goals, making these hoes tippy toe. I'm exercising the gift of gabble. Refractory mineral from the tower of Babel. Cut from the same cloth that hung on Osceola brow. If not for the ancestors then I wouldn't be here now. I was the spider that bit Spiderman, and still Sony didn't give a damn. I was just expunged, undermined as a man. All the other supporting cast got main roles, while i was left webbing together my tomorrow's. I was dealing on different levels, paradigms translucent to the devil. In honoring the father i was bestowed precious medals.





X2. Mind over matter, matter of fact that i had to get mine. It was only a matter of time before I started with crime. A deciduous heart, evident from being set apart. Excommunicated and hated only made me go hard. I was doing my dirt, even if i knew it was causing hurt. It didn't matter, as long as I was putting in work. You live and you learn, couple of brawds I had to burn. My nigga cashes had a fat bitch and a side one just to earn. You take and you give. One hand washes the other, that's how we live. Money power respect was the thing that we did. But you see, politics is a son of a bitch. Once niggas get comfortable, there's no telling what they can do. No familiar faces because in the jungle you'll always find trouble. There is no logical approach for this type of struggle. When leaf drop off like signs of treason, That's for a reason. Not everyone is meant to stay with you for another season.

Deciduous heart

Pre-dispositioned from birth, yes they know where it hurts. Constitutional rights, but we don't know how they work. Insinuating ourselves, right along with the wolves. Potential threat to the state? Divert left on the fork. Breaking barriers only making things scarier. Martial law for those whom seek to carry on like Berbers. Our babies are being murdered. Offered off to the slaughter. Pulmonary cries ignored due to court order. Our only real identity is that 9 digit FOIR. Ever wonder why you see lightning before hearing thunder? There's a shadow government that's working undercover. That's why when niggas start coming home, they breaking bones. Black face off and you still gone see a nigger. So gon put your bujoir pinky finger down NIGGER. Because at the end of the day, there's only 24HRS, and they be damned if they lose any money because of skin color.



X2. Mr big body protagonist, twitter me this. Why isn't the signing of the E.Proclamation on the holiday list? You mean to tell me politics is more concerned with a dick? turning sick men into a crossdressing bitch? So much social tension because of all this psycho-sexual shit. We can't get along because male Domina is imitated. Femocracy is a mockery, witchcraft at its highest sorcery. An insult to intelligent Democracy. Do we even still have privacy?? Effectively, banks have seized all of our equity. Physical tender is now crypto-currency. No emergency ...(pause)....
Because If there were, they'd come do what they do best. And it ain't no secret that they set up Pearl Harbor and 9/11 like semtex. The same kats with batons and blue vest. Be the ones that KLIT KLAT before they serve and protect.

Hyphenated citizen


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Each lyric composed consist of quality work and time. Much appreciated for the encouragement, support and for the love of music. All the lyrics is intended to draw the reader in as if to give something of a existential experience. These are just generic lyric templates. Anyone interested in collaboration feel free to reach out. The beats do not belong to me they're free online beat samples.

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Have been involved in the music scene both professionally and privately. Performances at different events throughout my life.

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