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I could make a earth shake, I'm your worst mistake
Between skinny dipping and Camp Crystal Lake
I feel like Rob Zombie, my thoughts are morbid
Like I slept in his house of a thousand corpses
Put on a page, could shatter a giant's ribcage
Crush you and anyone that listen's to rage
A vision of rage, it's like swimming with great whites
Slain mics, step up and feel the break tight
I always like to show some decency
But music always brings out the beast in me
It's an animalistic misfit, so why risk it?
Cause this shit will leave a large imprint
It's an instant classic, if not then it's close to it
You disagree then you don't know music
Most emcees that garble when it's time to write
They got nothing to say, like a deaf man with writers block
It's an animalistic so f**k what your friends think
I work wonders with the pen's ink
So what's a quote from your favourite artist?
If it ain't Dead Celeb then it's probably garbage

Long time coming, 15 years in the making
It's finally come, but my lungs are acheing
Watch how I make the beat bleed
Strangle the music 'till it can't breathe
On it's whole, words are the life support
Without me the song dies. Without me then it's lifeless
Without me I'm just another f**king rapper with a crisis
And a collection of songs about being rich
Life's a big chain, it pushed you in the only which it ### thought containment
We call it entertainment and you could love it or hate it
You could turn it up, or turn it off, or just embrace it
There's just too many stakes to regard it, all of them
And they are starving and they feed off of music
Walking zombies who choose to follow
Yeah some can spit, but most swallow

I was always told that Rabbit seized the moment
That's why I write with emotion
Sing 'til i spit blood, sing for the hopeless
Sing 'til my lungs give out, and my throat closes
That's just my ambition, to turn heads like a street magician

David Blaine stopped paying attention
It's the main attraction, the world premier
Dead Celeb I thought I made it perfectly clear
That i would not back down or stumble
I just pace, back and forth, like a lion inside of a jungle
This is my domain me and a mic go together
Like Robert Downey Junior and cocaine
I'm just an addict, I got a bad habit
Of making the best emcees seem below average
I'm just savage. I'm more than you bargain for
That's why I hold the mic up into my arm and soar

Lyrics are swarming I'm more than a hurricane
And when I'm on it I'm more than a great white shark
When I'm storming I'm ###
And I don't like any of these rappers causing me boredom
I kick a hole in the speaker once I'm done recording
And my voice cuts sooner, cuts a chainsaw in Texas
I got a face and it's fatal weapons
Watch me rip the flesh from the beat
Skin it alive and hang a song from his feet
Cause inside I'm dark and dingy
Like Donnie Darko was trapped within me
I'm starving like the streets of Harlem
And a quest that became with a ring like golem
My precious, we need you, quick
We need you like Dead Celebrity's Blood Music
And I'm a scriptling direct from hell
I'm hungry like when cannabis first battled Darnel
I've come to rock down, you rock as my pumps
I take this to new heights like suicide jumps
You only live once, ### hunts
And I get bloody, like it's the time of the month, bitch
For those that can't spell, it's Y-A-S
The most dangerous letters in the alphabet
Cause facing me is like speaking English in Thailand
There's really no point, like blindfolding a blind man
DCS are the initials, for kids who got issues
For kids who fight back like pitbulls
You wanna battle? Check my win column
I got two middle fingers with your name written on them. What?!