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letra de mad hard - mistery

intro:

this is a prelude
i said, this is a prelude

verse 1:

this is a prelude to the same suit they use to reclaim your brain food
i debuted and made a snake mute with more speed than there is in quake ii
let’s say truths, i don’t need a sp-cesuit when i’m in outer sp-ce, dude
i made moods, and if you stay loose, i’ll eat you like chowder, turn you purple, pink and grey, too
and most who face me, go crazy and change into goop
i soak mercedes, flow vaguely and strange, it ensues loops
i quote who pays me, woah maybe change is refused, fruits
i reap, note the sp-ce please, below mainly mage and a doomed youth
i over e is .367, my tongue is magnum, magma leaking from my adam’s apple, address it
always sat in that crevice, sideways thread st-tch the headless
highways lack any message, typeface shed glitches, breathless
now i said this, twice, spread the message of ingesting bread and rice
head of lice, the lead is spiked and depending on your view, your neck is spiced
don’t tread on mine, or you’re dead as life, both we dread the sights
so let’s roll the dice, control a side, and, we’ll let your bones decide

hook: (x4)
mad hard, mad hard

verse 2:

f-ck the fables, they don’t, have a clue on where the flame comes
don’t trust the drugged up angels, ash-like plumes fuel strained lungs
once it rains crumbs, the unloved run like cables, duel, but aim nothing
the one, who comes, gives pulse and a few punctures, heresay we trust in
i’m sick of discussion, you pumpkins get stuffed in an oven
i spit liquid tungsten, you function like a handcuffed kid
an abundance of sudden corruption has flooded consumption
and productions are done in, introductions have long been abducted
i make my own drums and f-ck it if no one loves it
i take guys known from bands, tuck them in a shoguns gloves quick
if you buzzing, about a hundred other people want a piece of what you’re guzzling
fish for ducklings, allowed a busted brother equal, bond then cease, struck cause of suffering
(do you who wasn’t?) n0body as far as i’m discovering
so cry me a grimy river cause you’re unlikely to stop stuttering
and find me a slightly bitter vase and politely swat wondering
(on my outfit they’ll tug) and they’ll act blindly until caught covering

hook: (x4)
mad hard, mad hard

- mistery

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