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ONE
03:01
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Dimrod
03:38
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Book across the table shook some more till I was disabled/
Those who're able failing cables turning tables steel cobble feel awful wheels wobble like real novel faithful/
OJ Omelettes bagels, meals heal made problems never seem so wasteful/
Lining labels like liars light lively fables, modest angels while shooting fire lazers, Lion tamers morphing due to changing flavours,
Playing with strangers hating pastry bakers /// paper gazers spitting honest dangers like a thesis by a science major,
Mind sealed entry point is what my eyes see, I'm poly only when I be //// liquid swords and light shields with me until I'm watching my life reels/
Bad deals death and blind steals, I lie here in the midst of bodies in a minefield/
eyes sealed, butterflies' flutter, playing in the same way players pray to their sweet mother/
Borderline leaf cutter, believe brotha! like he belongs in street gutter, a concubine just for the screen brotha!
But a certified tree lover, like I can see color, if I trip I simply recover, some need reasons to believe, why don't you just go believe, sucka!
Moving proper choosing slaughter like I dwell in sewage water/
Bruising sons and foolish daughters stuffed inside humid lockers, to truly prosper i must conquer bringing news reporters see me tearing limbs from wounded joggers like classic movie horror/
Found with a blue revolver rows of teeth like a drooling brutish monster/
This will only keep going farther making cupids ponder play with minds like human soccer do you lie or do you never falter, see me accept which boobies groupies offer, I'm a man of God so just cool it Walter/
I'm inverse Lawrence infiltrating without a proper chorus/
Fiend lying dormant do I need a check for my top performance?/
Slowly morphing being formless with no need for clothes or undergarments/
Cold and gorgeous vibrations of great importance going in my vital organs/
Am I a magician or a wiccan in a serious competition if not then I'll spit then/
What am I missin?/
getting superstitions to fiction/
The plain or forbidden?/
Imma make my decision/
I ask you to sit and listen/
in a comfortable position/
and until then I'll use what I'm given/
walk in spit my own different rendition/
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Reflections
03:32
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Korro Warsaw, Poland
A lil dude from Poland trying to have fun while making music, I guess.
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