[brokenhal0]

Sick to the core the virus shifts like wind threw the door
my muscles are sore i got fuzz on my palms and sluts on my balls
ring the alarm it wont stop till your divinity born vicinity bomb
seize your lungs tug of war in astral caves i exercised hot babes
in the face of death time waits you got the crimewave
find yourself lined up with the limeade we living in the plague
a sinner sits center stage win or you lose no mistake
the real trap is you don't know who's awake feels like there using your face
in the streets drill is the screw the foods rotten lemme cook it for you
this vaccine pure you can cook on a spoon take a hit and need more
out of balance with the see-saw the aliens are here
tornado's stop spinning when I chase em with beer
I learned to face it with fear history mistaken and smeared
like all the memory's that escape in this year am i making it clear