The Dream shatterers shatterering you're dreams/
Sold my soul to the devil, just like I sold to the fiends/
Battering human beings, with these lyrical axes/
Head spherical lashes, with masses of miracle slashes/
Gave you a gat and rations, just to fuckin' battle me/
I'm no rebel with the devil, I'ma 666 category catastrophe/
I'm madly twisting lyrics, just like an oversized pretzel/
These woman saw me, they were surprised and went MEN-tal/
Rappin an instrumental, will go into ya temple and brain/
Turn ya spine into a utensil, then take the pencil and entertain/
Traveling inside the mind, until I find the corpus callosum/
My divine sort of rhyme, will decline messages and roast 'em/
Guns are under my pillow, ready to blast any bitches/
Always ready to get low, cause even the tooth fairy snitches/
Don't give a fuck bout' riches, and I never need guns to borrow/
You're gonna be rich after this, with 30 bucks under ya pillow tomorrow/
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