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dib membrane - fazeme'03 lyrics

perma fried, or perma high
whatever you wanna call it
my dull glaze to due to the sess
or blaze whatever fits ones chosen vernacular
but enough with regional dialects and banter
just let rip and wait for that first hit
to take effect but lately this sh-t don’t make my mind split
just enough to make the threshold
habits tend to get old and played out
like acts in a scene the sh-t is obscene without a doubt
like beck’s momma daddy auntie uncle cousin nephew can’t like be fiends
i guess they really want us gone by any means
sh-t you got love the reapers means of death machines
go out silent facing the sky
no tears now, cries sadly can’t save lives
too many have been already shed
time has no sympathy for the dead

i been on the road where karma kicks in
i been on the road and it’s kinda different
i don’t really know but the beats been flippin
still really cold but the times just different

- dib membrane lyrics

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