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letra de illusions of reality (schrodinger's cat) - coal cash

your style’s superfluous while i’m well conversed in the merciless
immerse yourself with smurfs who’ll cheer your verse in all its worthlessness
purpose the circuses, no one purchased from what your surplus is
surface and get dispersed, heads burst from the megahertz of this
impervious superlative, the world you live’s a urinal cake
creating infernal circles brains curdle from this eternal hate
we make infernos a sterno for what you’re egging on
pagan gods were capsized when i was baptized in phlegethon
pounding a jägerbomb, before i transform to megatrom
buddhist palm your chest all that was left is your legs and arms
i’m raging on like agent orange after a day in nam
i bomb where you stay and slipped away before it raised alarm
tasing your mom i’m armored out, i got no doubts i’m calm
beyond a omega stage, sharp as blades on vega’s arm
blazing trom ‘till i’m out this world like major tom
gone are the days in-caged, razing bars like a raging kong
amazing harm the pernicious ‘cause my heart’s vicious
malicious neurons, an oxymoron like smart b-tches
i’m part crixus mixed with macbeth f-cking dark witches
my mistress is death, suckle her br–sts like a shark kisses
the narcissist, muddy marsh to my scarred meniscus
promiscuous admiral, v-g-n-l blood fart visage
sophisticated, sedated, i satiated a taste that wavered faith in the highest grace, hiding my face in every place it hated
i saved it not enslave the tw-t made it crave the c-ck
stocking in the moose knuckle, guzzlin’ puddles out a f-ckhole’s crotch
i’m lots of trouble, there’s no reb-ttal when the muzzle flash
if the -ss is lookin’ bubble, my c-ck’s a cudgel leave the b-tthole smashed
am-ss rubble, tryna shovel through buried alive
thrive to be legendary, contrary to cemeteries inside
hyde and jekyll the rectal tyrannosaurus i flourish in doggy style, call it canis majoris
a purist outlandishly boorish, commander cl-toris
malnourished the culture famished, watch it vanish before us
see the forest for the trees, it’s algor mortis for emcees
tryna squeeze into a spot to stop where hip-hop will proceed
a sick cop shot your seeds, they grip glocks and believe
their need for preservation exonerates ‘em when we can’t breathe
they recant and deceive, they revamp and concede
they leave planting the seeds to the hands of a band of thieves
a brand for the back of your hand for these debit scans to read
‘cause their greed enslave man, delusion of grandeur far exceeds
a need for apotheosis, believing their god was gnosis
they hope if they boast enough they’ll be close to construct its opus
destructive focus turns ‘em to locusts it’s f-cking atrocious
approach without concern so i diss cern freeing chronos is hopeless
hocus pocus is bogus like abracadabra
fabricated a boon, if it’s a doom it will gather cadavers
buffoons would rather the hazard if half of it matters, so slathered in innocent blood, climbing above chaos the ladder
seance to gather the spirits for these homunculus
this is a chakra shocker for ayahuasca off a drunken fist
i’ll punch the sh-t out this life like berserker barrage
i’m god’s camouflage outside the lodge to usurp the mirage
a squad in one man, backed by these mythical beasts
uplifting this rap sh-t like i’m atlas at a physical peak
my principle’s deep and i speak with invincible speech
vs princ-p-lities and immorality that fallacies keep
to reap the galaxy to beat immortality’s sleep and seek finality where reality and -n-logies meet
and you can take that deep!

- coal cash

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