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**Verse: Slim Shadyās Ghostwriter** Yo, Iām spittinā venom, a felon with thoughts thatāll melt your cerebellum, My brainās a grenade, Iām insane, pull the pin and Iām yellinā, Societyās chokehold got me gaspinā, maskinā my rage in a cage, While these plastic-ass masses just pageant, Iām slashinā the stage. My demons creep deep, they donāt sleep, they feast on my sanityās scraps, Laughinā at panic attacks, hand me a match, Iāll burn sanityās maps. Iām the bastard they blacklist, the misfit whoās pissinā on picket-fence dreams, Scheminā with heathens, Iām bleedinā through seams, dodginā their cookie-cut schemes. Check the wordplay, I slay, my tongueās a machete, Iām carvinā through fakes, Multisyllabic attacks, Iām erratic, Iām stackinā these bars like a jake. Iām the voice in the void, unemployed, with a middle finger stuck to the system, Pissed and persistent, Iām distant, resistant to norms that enlist āem. Got a flask full of wrath, sip it fast ātil my past is a blur in the haze, Days decay, Iām astray, dodginā rays of their "better behave" kinda gaze. Iām raw like a wound, no cocoon, just a goon with a truth thatāll sting, Swinginā for freedom, Iām bleedinā, whoās needinā a king when Iām breakinā the ring? **So tell me, you sheep, when you sleep, do you dream of a leash or a blade?**
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**Verse: Slim Shadyās Ghostwriter** Yo, Iām spittinā venom, a felon with thoughts thatāll melt your cerebellum, My brainās a grenade, Iām insane, pull the pin and Iām yellinā, Societyās chokehold got me gaspinā, maskinā my rage in a cage, While these plastic-ass masses just pageant, Iām slashinā the stage. My demons creep deep, they donāt sleep, they feast on my sanityās scraps, Laughinā at panic attacks, hand me a match, Iāll burn sanityās maps. Iām the bastard they blacklist, the misfit whoās pissinā on picket-fence dreams, Scheminā with heathens, Iām bleedinā through seams, dodginā their cookie-cut schemes. Check the wordplay, I slay, my tongueās a machete, Iām carvinā through fakes, Multisyllabic attacks, Iām erratic, Iām stackinā these bars like a jake. Iām the voice in the void, unemployed, with a middle finger stuck to the system, Pissed and persistent, Iām distant, resistant to norms that enlist āem. Got a flask full of wrath, sip it fast ātil my past is a blur in the haze, Days decay, Iām astray, dodginā rays of their "better behave" kinda gaze. Iām raw like a wound, no cocoon, just a goon with a truth thatāll sting, Swinginā for freedom, Iām bleedinā, whoās needinā a king when Iām breakinā the ring? **So tell me, you sheep, when you sleep, do you dream of a leash or a blade?**
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