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Weaponized Identity: illegal infiltrator

by Toothtaker

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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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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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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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(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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released January 5, 2024

Produced entirely by Anthony Arcana aka Ayarcana (Iron Lang, House Of Intolerance)

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