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Cadaverous Condition - Combustible lyrics
No more chains holding me
 Say I'm free, free, I'm free
 My occupation MC, Rapper, Rhymer
 Whatever you call it
 Hitting you like splat like slimer and that's my prerogative
 And when I'm done
 You'll say the job I did made your metropolis
 I'm more enhanced, and more co-operative, communal spawn ta live
 I shot the gift provocatively
 Held it down like shocking it
 Puffed any green seteva I can hit and dough the chocolate
 Sat with wise mentor sit and talk a bit of the apocalypse
 And how to make this world that's about to end a bit more positive
 The first, his voice was rough and needed some throat lozenges
 He offered his opinion, youthful with expression, talkative
 The second one had more method with; he moved and plodded with
 He said the world has cheated karma and must be now audited
 The third one seemed a bit more centred as he led us on a ship
 He said something's just can't be and found we exist as onuses
 The moments all we got
 So live it now
 Don't trip on politics
 We all return to the same passage
 Broke or if your wallets thick
 Now I'll inflict my Monumental, all essential, scholarship
 That's dominant so on a pencil I'm a grip so come on in
 I kinda went oh, how the wind go
 Continental, prominent
 This rhyming is pro
 Kinda get your mind a bit smoked
 What a hit (repeated)
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 Get back on (sung)
 My occupation MC, Rapper, Rhymer
 However you see it
 Infinite with rap designer
 And that's how I'm freaking it
 Linking you
 List the thoughts that move like currents of electric watch
 Whose brains invade like plants and fields that flourish
 Co connect the dots
 Of ET, D&A, Galactic Raps
 That's G and A and After that
 A B and hey I master tactics
 We obey our fashion sense
 Auf Wiedersehen, ariverderche, Adios, Aloha
 Make alligator bags from scratch
 I'll slaughter bullets and cobras
 Pythons and icons
 Fight wrongs recite songs
 All night long, with the lights on
 Ultra proton neutron
 Glue blacks till they too strong
 Luke warm, flukes gone, nuclear true balm prince move on
 It's venom moving eons
 Beyond beyond
 Lose star
 Lightness of a lightning
 Riding bikes through Jerusalem
 Liking your awareness and imperative
 Like a loose nut
 Till you grasp often at the chance
 My styles an alien immigrant
 That'll will the crowd with the pitter-patter as the children chin out
 Who rocks (repeated)\








