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Date Posted: 15:34:47 04/01/13 Mon
Author: Vice Verser
Subject: Sociopath Diaries pt. 2

Start feeling like you need a paintbrush
When you use the same drugs and never get the same rush
Don't get my style twisted 'cause I never gave a fuck
Fill ya cup and drink it up, be a king or be a bum
Tone it down or shake it up
Lazy on the track but I'm blazing when it feels right
You're crazy in the booth, I'm schizophrenic in real life
Put us both in a scene from faces of death
Put pistols to our heads and see who cares less
Laughing like carnivores that corner their prey
I think they're gonna eat next
You pass the expiration date, you ain't fucking with team fresh
I research and homework, make you dig ya own dirt
A welcome to Hell for whoever picks a bone first
I'll make it to my home turf and dance like renegade
I'm sick of being laughed at and talked about everyday
Magnificent lyricist with exceptional style
How could my stock be going back up, it never went down
When you're watching the people around you
I pull out a machete, I'ma maniac in a clown suit
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I'm a sinner and a saint
I'ma killer, what'd you think?
I tickle you with riddles 'til you find the missing link
I'ma psycho on a path of destruction
Clashing with the World, it's a beautiful percussion
I'm sick of interacting with the primitive thinkers
Grinding 'til I'm shining with unlimited paper
I was working for the man, he didn't gimme a raise once
Now I be spitting my lyrics and ripping the stage up
your image is lame bruh
all you did was throw a fit and pick on a caged dog
I paint perfect pictures, pick it up if the frame falls

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