Is it a crime to lie on ur death bed?
Does ur reflection cast a shadow as a vampire?
To hire the confused, to use, to abide.
Who use to be shy, and be a good guy.
As the Djedi that lies, but speaks as a Sith.
The Naga that hissed, to burn sols to a crisp.
And the beat is Slick Rick, does this sound like me?
In due time, but I have to dot all i's and cross all t's.
Now it's my chi, the kundalini, her Sol so sweet.
To be a Death Mage, she collects in her sleep.
And here's the creep tip, she stays hittin the licks.
And she makes the lame walk, but they stay thinkin sick.
Now it's back to back, my mind's eye that's black.
I like my coffee black, and when then the nickleback sacks.
And his skin that cracks, to mosturize his sol.
And to turn em towards the light, this is the goal.
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