I'm so in the side of the head, I'm just plummaging and suffering and crumbling, raging, hungering, destruction plummaging. I'm so in the side of the head, I'm just plummaging and suffering and crumbling, raging, hungering, destruction plummaging. Stop your staring, walk over hours, blaring and hands in speakers, wrecking courage, sleep behind low-heary carriage. I'm this avid, so I better find my balance, y'all's ever-tating. I'm so in the back of my fingers myself, walking this way, and I learned it myself. I'm so in the back of my soul, but I'm willing to meet up with this lady, and I'm trying to be the one. Just coming, fucking I threw myself, I'm just free in-sipers like the Viper, ran okay, just time and travel in the spaces. This is my story, never come to kill, travel silent earlier. Everybody stuck inside of a metal cage, and slayed to the sympathize, following through the maze. I can't believe it's been a per-day search, but I intend to set up a cave, no gun drives, every year's average died, planning to exit through the sky. Can't trail spreading flow, ride the recon, and die, where the manipulation of this ain't no fucking lie. Got machines, creating clouds, we've runnin' out, talkin' to precipitation, and back them wow. Bloodshed on my conscience, I want this government to be damned, let's go this un-artless. What these fucks made me the way I am, sex trap, but kill the children damn love with none, my knees not that levit, throw your weapon, conscious shift, why that lady goes to levit, a levit, nothin' Waking the cold, souls unfold in the cosmic circle, we've been not chikot, oh no, energy open low, study gods and shit, we owe our profits bitch, barnero frequencies, into my shot with bitch, only I'd not dare lie up to Allah, project to Shambala, ascend to the vana. Who ya gods in our own way, ya, create a day just break away from these small things, simple methods, got you, what the fucking track, open up your inner eye, time to take our souls back, ya. Free incarnated amager, maze up inside of my brain, alive with the cake and away, so I read it down on the pace, set and play two on my face, name, tattoo the skin on my face, momma think I'm a disgrace, never danger my ways, lock your head to LA, pull up, we comin' to fate, comin' to danger, animals, head up, you damn, come for your base, lookin' like I am insane, this ain't a game, jumpin' to chop a AK, on the bottom is a plague, eyes on your wrists like a flame, stupid, just on me the way, does she give me brain, hey, why am I never to pain, ya. When the vana pain, still a slight bend in my gut, hash, brakes, sit up, plunge, loose it, dreamin' through the mud, rear, bust, get my feet, slide the reach, got a way to play, lock, fudge, shit, got a dick, coppin' a crack, fly, red, doth up in my coffin, now my coffin full of shots, all your blocks, hit the souls, while we huntin' down the SWAT, ashes on my quap, bone, trap, under rocks, creve, blood, never in a manifest, in all the energy, indigo rock, fish, fly, that's what he's doing, he's punching the vehicles, it has these cassoons, very dangerous for the driver here on this motorcycle.