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sick trips to the other side I wana glide straight insidebe in control, that's what they say. sweet now ima travel through time in my mind. But the masses are way fly. one bone at a time . crosses on my cross get off! yup, self-defense skalp kickers protect innocence, my bloody gift for dry, cleaned stuffy scientists I hit you I don't miss you! don't get zapped. There's not much time left. my words get hood on yours my word against all yours.