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bloody midgar
slavetech
watch the slit-scar
data in the weitek
its the lens that my shadows projects
hold an alloy to the bone
and a circuit to the flesh
type of shit to make you pull over a cop
flick off all the bugs
go thrift a nicer top
talkin’ bout shootin
man shoot larry fink
fuck a cop
fuck a clink
fuck my pops
fuck a shrink

turn it up loud
nerva spittin corium
burn it to the ground
gamma crematorium

im starting to break
your words like diamonds
under my skin
and it feels so fake
i’m dyin
dyin

triple grace futa shit
buddha shit
better get back
like im ludacris
ludicrous
how these cats
do this shit
just to get a check
off the newest shit
when you aint
been thru the shit
love you but you fake
so im the rudest bitch
bullet in the humerus
in the library with the knife
ima clue you in
lappin up that e-wine
plastic in the eucharist
wishin i could rewind
laughin cuz it's humorous

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from DIVINE KILLCAM INFINITY, released July 16, 2023
SAMPLES:
I: The Prodigy - Android

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