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Fucked Up Hidden World

million eyes see the scions rise a billion sons. Apogee begun a trillion hidden lives, perihelion colored lines and scented signs lead us between what we combine afreet. I see the world with clarity hidden world

Post modern sycophants splice together new genes, ignorant of the irony creating wholes from incompletes. Can you hear them crying out? It's systematic

million eyes see the scions rise a billion sons. Apogee begun a trillion hidden lives, perihelion colored lines and scented signs lead us between what we combine afreet. I see the world with clarity hidden world

Innocent wives all alone with the knives put the kids to bed turn the world on it's head spreading wide to provide stick the madness inside come and

is there to do? When everything worth believing is so mysterious, what is there to do? When the only things worth holding onto in this world are diseased

Rip the flesh with our gnashing teeth, The inside of the dying beast, From the book of Enoch, To the bible codes, We spend the final days still looking

to scratch your car, I want to fuck your wife, I want to break your life, I want to feel you snap, I want to hear you fucking crack. I don't like the world

that's why we be . . . Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Krayzie: Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up, boy, don't fuck

can take that cookie And stick it up your (Yea) Stick it up your (Yea) Stick it up your (Yea) Stick it up your {Wow, great There it is It's fuckin'