degrees grim to sever your lead level your head
got game dungeons, and dragons pitts of the dead
rip then i fled possessed by lesson obsession
sculptures sculpted from scalps hideout in the alpes
emcee's are alpo dry tobacco i crack flows in half
fire while you flash dance on them then dash
the bomb blast a high number of deaths
watch steps as we contend protect your kneck
we fresh as we produce flow roots raised to the roof
we coach and roast frighten most like the sight of ghosts
goblin with a rose push the stem through your nose
comments for cops to decode my niggas speak in codes
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