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Ill Breathe in every toxin Ill worry about your thoughts On the battlefield a fox Running as if chased by cops I drink from the mainstream Like all the other sheep Keep my belongings close Without them i will weep I only attack in a pack Strength resides in numbers when individuals slack Im accepting gradually..that I myself intact Embody immorality It sinks into my sanity Spreads throughout my veins I know this isn't right But i am so disgusting... Sike ^.^ Ill exhale every toxin without breathing them in Ill push your thoughts aside And let mine fly like wind A giant on the battlefield Running as if chased by cops Are the warriors below claiming they could **** a man who's toes matched their ego size drinking from the stream thats main has never been very wise The FED would tell you other wise Stuff your mind with advertisements, Faulty news, and other lies Tell you things that they say are important while our brothers die Setting up the world for richer classes to stay glorified
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
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Ill Breathe in every toxin Ill worry about your thoughts On the battlefield a fox Running as if chased by cops I drink from the mainstream Like all the other sheep Keep my belongings close Without them i will weep I only attack in a pack Strength resides in numbers when individuals slack Im accepting gradually..that I myself intact Embody immorality It sinks into my sanity Spreads throughout my veins I know this isn't right But i am so disgusting... Sike ^.^ Ill exhale every toxin without breathing them in Ill push your thoughts aside And let mine fly like wind A giant on the battlefield Running as if chased by cops Are the warriors below claiming they could **** a man who's toes matched their ego size drinking from the stream thats main has never been very wise The FED would tell you other wise Stuff your mind with advertisements, Faulty news, and other lies Tell you things that they say are important while our brothers die Setting up the world for richer classes to stay glorified
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
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