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by psychic slime

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down on the goon docks smoking on some moon rocks wont stop taking pot shots till my body box drops was raised on a skateboard trippin like extension cord never had to pay for it pony boy stay golden decrypt my name next turn it into plain text residing in the wasps nest im a ghost im faceless a year off of chemicals nothin on the pedestal writing with my tentacle its barely fucking legible gotta gift for telepathy the shape shifting entity bombing the embassy im speaking kinda recklessly perpetually blasphemous always holding cannabis dont think im fabulous? check out this ambulance all this shit so typical everything is digital you criminals so fictional no wonder you look miserable psych turned up the static my waves creating havoc now im using mathematics to create a fucking classic the high speed motorized american fortified military satellite on maximum overdrive runs on liquid nitrogen deadly like a rifleman mobile suit leviathan send you to enlightenment titanium war machine high impact magazine scarier than halloween but luxy like a limousine the gundam death mecha turn you to a spectre to meet your ancestors its fuck you forever
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Paychecks 01:32
never fit in with a clique till i made my own, bitch after sickmode exists now its the sat dish im the captain actin tougher than tanactin maxin on a half zip of cat piss in the mouth of fucking madness my shits high tech like hover board the white noise that cant be ignored you bought your beats at the store and their softer than the carpet floor my drums built to pulverize lyrics that are cold as ice old man with the reddest eyes architect of the satellite how you're poppin is a mystery all these blogs are the industry dont give a fuck if they are into me destruction is my symphony give a fuck about your clique i make my own, bitch and yours wont be missed yeah its the sat dish bio terror in my coffee toxic fumes just coming off me mad bomber they never caught me you are just a carbon copy of the post modern transgressive broke out of my depression teaching you fucks a lesson so high i look down on heaven im indy and self produced you got like 10 dudes helpin you i like your lil costume complete with fucking face tattoos im the virus in your tape deck violence like some train wrecks dont want your fucking pay checks go fuck yourself. safe sex
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Plague Dogs 01:54
good for nothing street punk used to getting beat up still smoking tree trunks its the sickmode redux watch bootleg copies of rappers autopsies no one even stopped me then i switched to hockey jamming all the frequencies ive accessed illegally in deep web secrecy to increase delinquency cold like freezing rain antidote to feeling pain i gave up on being sane plague dogs off the chain the lazer sword massacre chopping up the amateurs shape shifting saboteur brute forced the password lifted like falcon heavy tryna get my album ready speedin in the white chevy got the whole battalion edgy ghost inside a black box cyber space castle rock deep blue kasparov never fucking talk to cops ubiquitous misfit who quit popping biscuits dont mean to be so vicious but all my shits illicit abstract in full bloom after Dali was exhumed open up the wounds make music for the doomed assassinate the artist and ransack his carcass those that go the hardest just turn em into star dust obliterate originals break em down to minerals set fire to the cinemas till we get new images serving up spoiled beef decapitate the royalty bite you with my steel teeth till your fucking feeling me
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had to switch my mind frame away from what crime paid inside burns the bright flame producing all this high grade i started 20 years ago my aura so indigo mother fuck the status quo hit em with the judo throw invading this rap shit the king of the bad kids my lectures on madness are tougher than a cactus the bootleg frankenstein go off like a landmine yeah societys in decline see you at the finish line my bloodshot evil eyes see two moons in the sky all my sounds amplified destruction is my appetite the alterted states i graduated speakers gettin mutilated louder than a detonation cant be fuckin replicated submisive ideologies pushed by the authority subvert the technology undermine their policies im tired of this weak shit need to get strategic deep like ancient egypt cuz what we do is secret return of the basket case tell you how the acid taste driving at a faster pace crashing through the castle gates the geezer smoking reefer gonna break out like a fever grim reaper in some sneakers i dont care about you either im too old for this shit im just doing it for kicks sit back let it rip yeah maybe something sticks until then im having fun never fucking carried guns got the weed its hit and run maukaly in the good son i got less abrasive as i stopped getting wasted now wearing antique faces and they looking so ageless in a couple more calanders im blowing up like challenger the fucking highest caliber aiming for the chancellor my teenage lobotomy came smoking palm trees made the way to hades got my phd in sleaze suprised im still alive thought id die by 25 the empty pool swan dive crashed like a hard drive
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i used to sneak out at night pouring vodka in my sprite corporations vandalized elite graffiti samurai midnight double feature for the day time sleeper night crawling like a creeper triple 6s on my beeper absorbing the mystery run it through electricity was nearing toxicity so i moved down to misery boost me over walls im projecting all my flaws got my wounds wrapped in gauze breaking multiple laws miss the acid on my tongue habit from when i was young got the wax in my lungs yeah i bought it by the chunk mad hatters yellow gels spazzing out in the hotels those classified details couldnt get it for yourselves its black market scavenger a white belt grappler the red eyed janitor blasted out the atmosphere scramble the frequency for the cats with obesity treat em no decency and put em down so easily the tunnel sound deluxe bump it out the garbage truck we never really gave a fuck talk shit get knuckled up here comes the motorcade throw the fucking hand grenades im sweeter than some lemonade but lacking all the accolades hittin like a heavy weight the social tech accelerates an all day fugue state for shootin up your school mates
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Deep State 01:47
its the super influenza from the atomic dimension got 8 years suspension condemned in absentia cant find my brain with a microscope rapping through a mega phone never had an ounce of hope captain fucking misanthrope your ideas we're dismantling left you fucking scrambling my noise be so damaging its rattling the scaffolding whole worlds gettin geo fenced for the extinction level event its irrelevant to protest tantamount to no success angels with the dirty face up here in the aerospace watching the human race record it to the data base no happiness in slavery practicing chicanery manipulate machinery perpetuate the vagary deep state U recruiting cryptography students and violent sewer mutants that are barely even human for the breakcore antiquity new leviathan infantry the devil we have sympathy not just using his imagery handing out scholarships to followers of the apocalypse absent are my politics kicked that shit in the abyss
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fighting apophenia im seeing patterns everywhere decrypting mass media what happened to laissez faire? commercial necrophilia all out corporate warfare perverted academia the virus in the software conveniently placed little automatic snitch machines your every move traced they stalk you like a wolverine till the warm embrace inside the jaws of the guillotine your memories erased just a picture in a magazine new wave death trip they sold it to you honestly freedom is a concept im laughing fucking audibly the rest is just gossip i made my own mythology microphone vomit the end of the trilogy sue me for libel and ill burn your fucking house down dont have no goddamn rivals im the mayor of the ghost town tore down my idols and buried that shit in the ground was taught to recycle so im reviving the tunnel sound album number three coming to you fucking gratis changed philosophies not concerned about my status burning third degree watch me spiral into madness you aint stopping me till im laid up in the casket put my soul online now i haunt the goddamn internet sharpened up the mind to chop and screw their intellect dont got much that time to transmit my disfigurement drawing secret signs to where cult and tech intersect dressed for a funeral and higher than a rock star dont forget your luminal chase it with a pop tart wild since a juvenile delinquent straight from the start always been delusional my mind starting to fall apart just a lil code breaker wrote the cryptonomicon rattle all the sabers and go to war like Genghis Khan death to all the traitors leviathan plague descends upon so say your fucking prayers cuz its brighter than a thousand suns
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Cafe Flesh 02:12
hitcha with a sucker punch so hard you throw your supper up killing you mother fucks got stnr on another one we're lit like tower seven just spreading all the venom the antenna is our weapon and we're gaining momentum not in this for the cheddar the heads are getting severed underground noise tremors just camped out in the desert still waiting for the bomb to hit bring your fucking trauma kit the tunnel sound osama bin i got you bitches vomiting the band of disobedience we aint no comedians some molotov ingredients fuck you and your premiums they poisoned all the water so we bring em the slaughter kill the CEOs daughter use her head for soccer fucking nuke all the land just turn it into sand bringing doomsday on demand all of us are damned they adorn a crown of thorns nano drones began to swarm launch radiated firestorms on anyone in uniform
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the demon city changed after the fucking bombs dropped couple plague dogs with mange and our heads blown off my fashion is seppuku all finger prints erased yeah, i was right next to you your body was displaced the serpent has awakened its encrypted successfully the new AI satan with adequate entropy approaching the final form applied all the updates wired to my mother board the ultimate altered state eat the flesh of chupacabra smoker of that marijuana writing rhymes by candelabra existing outside of genre erasing all the evidence crowned prince of the pessimists keep your goddamn decadence its propping up your prayer tents you are so basic im smart like aphex shes all red latex DDoS the matrix i just saw my new eyes theyre state of the art and my chest got cauterized im deadlier without a heart my brain will live forever long after my body goes got diamonds from the pressure took em to the shadows you gotta be careful theyre using the microwave and there is no reversal solid state of decay couple hits of necrolepsy got me feeling kinda heavy and my fleshy getting sweaty think ill lay down already was late to the stargate the mutinous shipmate infecting your click bait and degrading the bit rate backwards till im in the future spreading the newest rumors vacuum brain they call me hoover still cooler than your producer you are so basic im smart like aphex shes all red latex DDoS the matrix
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electric disinfectant the flesh is disconnected take a lesson from the skeptic with a cryptic perspective hacking a bloody fist whole new kinda loneliness over this phoney shit the digital destructionist my packets of resistance striking from long distance say good fuckin riddance to your whole goddamn system cant help it if these new verses got you kinda nervous find the slime lurking behind the nearest short circuit you are not a cyberpunk you could never sign with us sat dish is the highest one put your fuckin blinders on coded with pufferfish the ultra slash magic fetish for the gadgets were the new romantics got my ono sendai fill it up with hentai open up my third eye connect it to the wifi who else is watching this blockchain opulence the silicon necropolis an analog apocalypse ready for the new war sneak through the back door blow up like some C4 what more could you ask for? language is a virus we all have inside us underworld like osiris gimme death before the silence

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released September 21, 2018

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