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TempleOS
02:58
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Doomposter on the flyer
A constant Holocau$t denier
Call the cops and cry some more
The All City high score eye sore
I war with cyborg programmers
Credit loan phone scammers
Recording on Ring cameras
Midi samplers
Causing cancer
“Mini Dancer” Elton John song
Fentanyl made in Hong Kong
Rza, Razor, Bong, Bong
I’m long gone and I’ve gone wrong
On a data base in a bomb shelter
If can’t help her no one will
Overkill
Gas station sushi, boner pill
Know the drill, no one’s real
Zeal is sworn on sword and shield
Forward still
Abortion pill meal
bright red psych meds
Psychic Schizos and enlightened disciples blind fold me to read Tarot
On a need to know basis
My wisdom is faceless
Jewelry, cars, and visas
Gold pieces
No features
Sole keeper of the secret
My old beeper still work
For what it’s worth you should feel hurt
I do real dirt
More dusty than digital
Diss me subliminal, blatant or indirectly
Egotistical if you let me
Don’t correct me
Coin collecting my two cents
Why Q-tip bested Large Professor?
Tech on the dresser
Chess with experts
Nicola Telsa, Ben Franklin
Green texts and blue payments
Play possum when they audit my latest bank statements
I go from most hated to least favorite
King David and Abrahamic
Acting manic
Hack the planet
Track my IP, god damn it
I might be slightly frantic
Switch mechanics, Scientifics
Best wishes
I enlisted Unemployment
Death by EMF enjoyment
Eat the Soylent
Sigmund Freud, and be darling,
Charles Darwin, Carl Jung, swoon the same Harlet
Heart of darkness
Spark on carpet
Split your wig
Licorice
Lord willing, Lord forgive
Sarsaparilla, Sarsaparilla
Dr. Pepper, Mr. Pibb
Pop quiz hot shiz
Syllogism real quick
Six million isn’t shit
Six million isn’t real
Quantum physics isn’t real
What’s the deal?
Signed and sealed
I appeal and reveal
A glitch in the system
Machina Muerte
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What’s the total of the death toll?
Total of the death toll…
Bad Boy, Death Row
Honey Combs, Suge Bear
Puff’n on a Moncler
Timbos, Cortez, Lolos, train fare
Fedos are pedos, the Po don’t play fair
2pac shot cops, and caught rape charges
Pimp C, Jay Z VS 4 Queen B
Age ain’t nothing but a Memory of Ali (yah)
Cassius Clay never say a cliche
Cash me outside in the middle of the day
Middle of the hood, good in a bad way
Dash 4 the cash, never fight over a Dame
R Kelly’s new celly, can’t telly, who’s this?
Judge a book by the keeper on the look of transcripts
(They killed my baby, oh god they killed my baby)
Be a witness as I exercise my exorcism
East verse West
Leath injection
Murder was then case that they gave ‘em
Southside, Up North
Slap side up your
Sun don’t chill Allah
E-40; Biggie Small
Downtown city hall
Dog Pound kitty call
Face Mob ‘mind trick’
Watch face Three-Six
Tik Tock
We’re not against rappers but we are against those Thugs
Machina muerte
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Six Million Open Gates
02:49
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Believe none of what you hear
Only half what you see
I laugh at what I read on the news feed till
“I Can’t Breathe”
Haha haha ha a Social media disease
I$rael can go to Hell
Happy Halloween
I know where I was born at
Flip a different format
Floppy Disc record DAT
Real Graf, store rack
You can’t afford that
Illegal desert eagle shooting people through the key hole if we don’t see that door crack
Blood Wars, Blood Bath
Slick Rick, love that
‘Telest the best’ yes, this that Hard core rap
Bring back the Four Track
Cardboard the floor mat
Steppers and the Breakers know where Toothtaker perform at
Classic underground style
Those that never sell out
Those that never fell out
I’ma never fall off
Y’all soft, Molotov
Haha haha ha
Call cops, wa wa
Que sera, sera
Block bleeder on the corner
Coroner in need of more of the embalming
Bombing on the Commies
Uncommonly concrete
I ain’t one for all
I won overall face it
And y’all just can’t take it
Beat you butt naked
I think you’ll need a rape kit
That fake shit so flagrant
I rearranged, erased it
Reclaimed my placement
Tapes made in the basement
Take it back to basics
On a Bambaataa spaceship
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Holocau$t Denier, USA.
02:56
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Measure, first to last letter
Skill craft Keter
My Pi-diameter, light as a feather
Tougher Than Leather
Profile Records
My ID. clever
Magic practiced in the ledger
Math packed within the acronym
Hexagram and labyrinth
Isosephy acumen
Half past Pythagorean
Tablets and commandments
Terms and agreements
I don’t believe in your color or your credence
Demons Demons Demons Demons
Demons Demons Demons Demons
American dream and my life a living nightmare
But what the fuck why would I care?
I don’t like to Fight fair
Have the advantage
Privilege vs scavenge
Native made savage
Henry Cavendish…
Dragon’s breath, burning piss
Ditch the law of averages
Burn a bridge
Fire; Quit
I enact the inaccurate
Demons Demons Demons Demons
Demons Demons Demons Demons
American dream and my life a living nightmare
But what the fuck why would I care?
I don’t like to Fight fair
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Stakes Is Higher
03:51
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(Vibes, vibration)
You wanna front (WHAT)
Jump up and get buck
If you feeling lucky duck then press your luck
I snatch fake gangster MCs and make them ‘Faggot Flambé’
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Doomsday false flags, dogs wag
Incubator babies dragged in body bags
Toe tagged, no half steppin’
Weapons of Mass Destruction
No future in your frontin’
This sound hard
Our Finger on the button
Let me show you something
Paramedic fetus
Let me show you Paramilitary secrets
Dr. Pentagon drop a bomb on a hospital
40 bottle, 40 Glock
Shorty never lost control
Worthy obstacle
Got the gold molar steamroller
Ebola ebonics
G-tonic comments
No com sense
And I see The bitch in yoo
It ain’t all black and white
sometimes it’s a cube
get your crew, pots and pans
Posse, clicks, clans
Knife or Gun fight or we can go hand to hand
Clans, posses, crews and clicks
All y’all bitch niggas can suck my dick
Man I shed styles like reptile skin
While niggas rhyme the same from beginning to the end of their LP
Try to tell me shit
With their pussy ass poems
and their bullshit skits
Fully equip, full clip in the whip
So we can take it there if somebody wanna trip
Packin’ a MAC in the back of the Ac’
I’m Tame like the rapper
“When rappers attack”
If only they knew that
It was you who was irregular
Say the word
Toothtaker make your fate occur
A greater failure to lose to a loser
Scum of the earth gotta dodge cop cruisers
I’ma bruiser, bar fight boozer
Smoking a loosy with Suzi Barracuda
With D.B. Cooper flying over Bermuda
We laptop niggas, thugs on the computer
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