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You play that part so well I'm a Spittin image Berserker you wanna be da victim Eh You play that part so well Acting like you murder You just John Wayne wit da burner Eh You play that part so well I ain't one to manipulate I already wear my true colors Eh I play my part so well This aint a movie to me Go for the ghost script Says that face gon scream I know I'm ominous The Fog always is On my Mark is Get ready for Gears of war shit Cog printed on in each of da clip Ordinance Twistin yo organs kid Scourge it is Locust pestilence Stompin insects On my Military Industrial complex Armed wit the trauma of a suicide Bomber death on a comma pause it Yo soul deposit heaven don't want it Satan got paws on it Check my alma mater honest I'm Mr Diamond Jaws Spawnin I'm a legacy Not the devil you know the devil you don't The devil you get is the devil I don't regret Step in a level head n devil will let you live Not the devil again I should tell it I'm not the devil bitch Who is King 9k circle in hell the devil is above my level I'm over power under that coward Where I revel in I Tremble Men Just say my fucking name It's yo destiny saiyan Satan K now you said it don't you get it You Vegeta I'm Goku The deafening whispers in yo head Get on my level friend You play that part so well I'm a Spittin image Berserker You wanna be da victim Eh You play that part so well Acting like you murder You just John Wayne wit da burner Eh You play that part so well I ain't one to manipulate I already wear my true colors Eh I play my part so well This aint a movie to me Go for the ghost script Says that face gon scream I know I'm ominous Quiet Always is Yo talk on leak I like to seal lips I'm a muh fuckin masochist Blade drip on Zsasz in the whip Anti Anti-psychotics are you ok No I'm not OK I'm on my Mic'll Jack you son In the streets of Gotham I lay off the pigs I mean I lay on the pigs With a blade to carve Their limbs I told you I'm sick Maybe I isn't dependin perspective Still I'm perfectin my smokin methods Mr Freeze cooking chilly I got bbq baby back ribs I flow on that Theraflu n Contact trace the case true Influenza of Nasty Nas Breakin thru got postnasal drip too This therapist'll plug in yo windows Click clack When the pin tap Uh-Oh Contents under pressure exposed Virus upload Main frame explode I know Blew yo Brain To another plane My Hollow points got Pilot wings I swallow joints spit weedanese You follow noise I'm loud wit trees Gotta Green light to Take flight Smooth In the cockpit wit hijack moves Mile high club No parachutes How's it feel when I mind f*ck you I creep in the booth n clear my lungs To Speak the truth I feared I was done Awaken my Jaws wit a punch n Broke a bite of the raw gotta taste a blood I stalk thru dawn n dusk I been here before I'm A Ghost of the Wild Hunt Arachnids blacken the tongue I spit webs to attract them bugs I said you play that part so well I said you play that part so well I said you play that part so well I'ma spittin image Berserker You wanna be the victim eh
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