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Perestroika

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I take it right back Come and hit me Slide my fabric cause a crease in effect I ride with strings, I tied 'em, stapled at he back of my head Eject the practice, dump the disc, refresh the mask With the blackest of brushes painted the faculty holding nothing now I just a caught a blackened view of my making and Okay My thoughts are racing in sines and there's no location Okay Around in circles, no particles in the box Okay Under sea level scream inside the chapel The tunnel has been locked off to protect the overall structure from collapsing Loose tongue sit aside at the back of the head Stay calm, recombine what I get Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends No scythe, mow the lawn it depends Loose tongue sit aside at the back of the head Stay calm, recombine what I get Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends No scythe, mow the lawn it depends It's all mine, I'll leave you where the rope tie And if yo' friend don't back down Then sorry but you'll both die And I been under black clouds With black tar and white lines And I can't fear no judgement I bust in and take mine Snake caught in the grapevine I had to burn it all Queuing in I need the wait time Before the protocol Like shawty gripping at my wasteline Won't waste time I bust in and take mine I bag it and ran to the fence like a canine Sink my teeth into pork Watch 'em scream release guillotine Bending over backwards Everybody want a piece of me Cutting in the vertical Using caution with the kerosine Afraid of what I'll do when I get free You gotta wait 'n see, wait 'n see Is he a man or a monster? Bitch Dry rot like rust in my veins Violence is my novocaine Glass in line for the pain Cut the head off the snake Cut they tongues out they faces Loose tongue, sit aside at the back of the head Stay calm, recombine what I get Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends No scythe, mow the lawn it depends Loose tongue, sit aside at the back of the head Stay calm, recombine what I get Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends No scythe, mow the lawn it depends