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This here's the land of eyes of stripes and star spangles And infinite streams of flag draped angels Limitless dreams that have turned into fables White

it wind-whipped foams Warlords in shining helmets Send men screaming to their death Clouds of black cover the sea Day turns into night Infinite darkness

The duality of pure rage and chaos guides my journey Infinite search of despair and delusion controls the inner vision The ultimate consequence of this

body banged bleedin brothers Blades blastin brave bashin Brooklyn bullet busters Big biscuits barrels blazin beheadin bitch boasts and bluffers Borough barricaders beat bringers brutally blast Bringin blood baths (C!) cover

You brought this upon yourselves... An infinite wanderer Against the currents of time Chaos drifter, an eternal pilgrim Always alone, a true nomad of

feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite potetial

energy and become the cosmic light of the slums I heal the mind reveal how many slugs in your nine Dark clouds cover my soul, but my thuggin?s divine

For no reason my cerebrum improves with the seasons Upon release my thoughts produce ectoplasmic excretions My antidotes [?] standing O's And blow gashes the size of cantaloupes You'll need a car cover

now bump to the sound properly laid and mixed down By no other than my brother, although from different mother J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover