Shocked by the hands of death
He forgot his vest
See I was going for maximum *********** so I bought the best
Straight to his heart I wonder what was his last thought
With this rhyme I tell a story
That will not hesitate to distort your brain
Yeah I could be insane but it doesn't matter
Because the fact of the matter is
I continue to fade out of reality
I embrace it
You fake it like it didn't happen
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC
Shocked by the hands of death
He forgot his vest
See I was going for maximum *********** so I bought the best
Straight to his heart I wonder what was his last thought
With this rhyme I tell a story
That will not hesitate to distort your brain
Yeah I could be insane but it doesn't matter
Because the fact of the matter is
I continue to fade out of reality
I embrace it
You fake it like it didn't happen
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