A cold dark beat, another old park leaf

A brand new Jeep is stolen by another bold thief

One person cheats while another dies on the street;

I busy myself with making sweet treats for these jilted chiefs;

Follow me, I'm usually borrowing heat from someone else;

This particular keef is unlikely to get me sent to jail, but I'll still end up in hell;

Black magick, white magick, discarded plastics, retarded spastics;

Embark on a journey towards chopping up Chopin;

Impart tree bark with the knowledge necessary to leave humanity's jaw torn apart;

Tear the rot out of their teeth, toss it out to the street, leave it for a week;

Go back and fetch it, return to the lab and apply the leftover residue to these piano keys;

Agni commands I use these hands to make you listen to this evil bliss;

Leave the white mostly untouched, the black may be minor but what comes out sure isn't wack shit;

New bars written to a new beat. Recording coming soon.

Release: TBD

SAMPLE: None!

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