(Lyrics) [Alaska] When I hear ass backwards bastards Basting beats with wack words And blasphemous tactics I die inside Like Cyanide Silence I'd rather hear I hold this rather dear And leave you trapped like deer In the headlights of your all consuming stereotypes My stereo types letters of resignation Upon recognition Of your tape playing on decks within its system As it enters self destruction Squelch discussion On these simple matters Since the average senseless chatter Sends us data centuries backwards And perhaps I blame this on the blankness stated In your blanket statements With Basis stasis I'll Blank your slate if The opportunity arrives To stop your lunacy cries Of loosely knit sighs of sadness That last a vast stint Once stagnance hit your forlorn After which foregone conclusion Are clued in to loose end Anicdotes Featuring handmade quotes Can't get past my manmade moat Of circular rhymes In the circus you'll climb As a mental freak Not meant to seep Into the fabrics of my soul Fragments of control Hinder your abilities While splintering facilities Causing mental revolution Your mental sends pollutants In the environment In a vile sense We're the same since our aim remains to make each others jobs more difficult Yet your distant gloats Just can't float On my evaporated seas Perhaps we'll wait and see How this destructive conflict ends But buss how if you win I'll become a brown cloak on the ground Your soul I'll hound more powerful than you can fathom When I ...
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