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Deeper than the sea, I flow eternally/
like rivers of alcohol mixed with ganja leaves/
Wanna get to my level? Betta bring some oxygen/
cuz' I rock at 10,000 feet pouring shots of gin/
I spit 10 times a day unless I got a bag of weed/
cuz' then my mouth's too dry and I'm too fried for my eyes to read 'n see/ the lines 'n rhymes on the paper/ I feel like I'm gonna wake up/
not knowing why I didn't shape up/ and went to school for the day 'cuz/
Education is a privilege/ Learn to appreciate it/
Or learn to live a shitty life and die one day - decimated/
to an illiterate, stupid, foolish and braindead brute/
Makin' music so bad... the only ones not complainin' are mute!/
That's what I think, I could be wrong but I'm usually not/
not like I give a fuck, 'cuz everyone but me - sucks!/
Skrev den förut och blev hyfsat nöjd, den är inte bomb shit som Hiroshima men tycker den duger. Droppa gärna kritik och lite till om ni orkar, peace.
A historian is a prophet in reverse
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