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a pool of blood - virtuoso lyrics

verse 1:
the modern real ()
attack your synapse
(…) causing your bones shatter with a stone axe
(…)
smash the land mass, north america in half
insane (…)
your pain is excruciating
through frontal lobotomies, cranial lacerations
() for help
thermonuclear your cells by () process
the heavy metal miguel
(…) chop off your feet
(…) a lesion
have you walking the streets
from a war room i’ve seen an mc (…)
i spit lines of pure dope, extort ‘em
i’m a prodigy
(…) virtuosity
on the mics of monumental atrocities
gives colostomies
possessive of a technique like s after apostrophes
dare mc’s to copy me
(…)
(…) of a deep see, archipelago
show the block (…) to give your immune system just enough time
to let your bones (…) commence the cloning
microscopic, robotic, virtuoso (…) the germ
() worms being trampled by pachyderms
scratches:
torture, mothaf*cka
stab your brain with your nose bone
(odb)
you lying in a pool of blood

i put bombs in (…) studio monitors
explosives in your phones, blow dolls (…)
(…) i’m (…)
practically it’s impossible for me to (…)
i’m oliver twist
but slug your head (…)
(…) the metal in your mouth like harmonicas
the new (…) to the king’s (…)
the god amun*ra, descending of the avatar
you are the offspring of a fish, b*tch, like caviar
you can’t take (…) like a manatee
keep my family’s heads covert like (…)
(…), we slash raw, (…)
i crack jaws (…) rap stars with hacksaw
(…) like car keys for doors
sometimes i don’t know if i want peace or war
lyrically cause complications to your delivery
like umbilical cord around your neck physically
rhyme on a track (…)
we dope fiends in each corner freestyling in weak armor
get penetrated, internally devastated
all the adjacent ribs and vertebrae in your sternum (…)
linguistic osmosis cause cystic fibrosis
(…) scoliosis
scratches:
torture, mothaf*cka
stab your brain with your nose bone
(odb)
you lying in a pool of blood
torture, mothaf*cka
stab your brain with your nose bone
(odb)
and the survey said you’re dead

verse 3:

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