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+How the trip never stops
+On and on, it's beyond insane
+Why I set myself up
+In a raging sea of flames?
+
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a
+
+Never not on it, leanin' so hard you're ashamed
+You can't dismiss this sick transmission, huffs your brain
+Exhale your will and forget I ever knew you
+Fuck do you do?
+Fuck a man with hips for hulu
+Rack a snitch, chalk and cue you
+Corner pocket consume you
+Too many hoes in my
+Too many hoes in my motherfuckin' meal
+Asking if I know how a motherfucker feels
+How a motherfucker feels
+Slit them choke, flip them boat
+Dead bitch float, swollen corpse
+No remorse, navigated off course
+Off course I can make you scream but if you ask for more
+Bullshit, matador, grab the floor, whip it cracked to all fours
+You whimper while I check my phone
+Who's next? Assassin roam
+Music drifts, I have no home
+Choose this life you're on your own
+
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a
+
+Swallowed way too much
+Couldn't handle it, I fell
+Down a spiral stair case winding to hell
+
+Fuck it, now I can't quit, will never be the same
+I got that attitude, you got no thang
+I'm fit to hurt you; gives a fuck about the way I move weight?
+Dark matter, flu state of consciousness
+Blew straight through you won't do shit
+But beg me to do this
+Again and again and again and again
+Strangler clutch, sine wave deconstruct
+My way or no way, bangin' hey makin' lust
+Lucid nut shake shake it up
+Booyakah
+You're a bitch made to be crushed
+Came like, what
+Now you crave my, touch
+Flat busted on front street cake cuppin'
+Say you wasn't lion mane
+I done been done with tame
+Head hunter, fuck the fame
+Switch lanin' ripper slangin'
+Hit me nuclear wind at my back
+Smokin' goldfish at the photo mat
+Load my clap clap can't trust 'em never did
+What it is?
+
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
+Madness, chaos in the brain
+Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you, mane
+You got no business questioning a thang
+You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a
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