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metaphysical feats                                         2/4/03

2/4/03
 Come travel to a new atmosphere without fears or tears;
 close your eyes and watch darkness appear,
 wishing your sins could disappear from the wrath of lyrical,
 poetical heat;
 you'd rather sleep 12feet deep then compete with my metaphysical feats;
 enemies die or retreat from repeated defeat;
 pack straps like meat when I stomp the streets
 cause suckers spit deceit from their tongue through their teeth;
 ejecting venom when they speak;
 counterfeit misfits get hit with lethal linguistics,
 they release from my hip when I hop the turnstile;
 slugs deliver your child…



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