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White Earl
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Finding myself, I fell, while I was climbing from hell
probably rhyming as well, product of violence -a fellon confidence highly developed, defiant, rebellious relish that I am the truth, a giant in booths -dyin' who's blood sweat n tears cause islands to move and change scientist views, enviornments bloom and put the fucking mayans in tombs, doomed genocides living proof what desire can do the higher computer, tireless trooper eye of medusa, that doesn't die in the future you small time shooters should recognize -I am bazooka so who could ride with the king -the tzar or possibly bring these bars, as godly or sick -as hard it probably splits your heart, realizing the kids as dark as islands with distant stars god of the glitch, microcosms and chips robotic within, my sins have dry rotted my limbs psychotic -a pimp, on a clonzapan binge -you bitch this the reminder if you've forgotten i live
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