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duke a.g. – heinzsight 20/20 lyrics

hyperventilating, asthmatic, cr-ss f-ggot
with the ativan in hand, he’s a bad addict
the bad habit, he’s kicking it like a jack rabbit
the kids had it, he’s intimate with the last jagged
razor flavor taste the savior go and laugh at it
he’s sweeney todd and baby faced, that’s a sad tragic
combination, off his face, and on his -ss plastered
off his meds, and off his bed, fallin’ -ss backwards
so call the nasdaq and let me know the gr-ss fractured
he beat em to it, see him lose it, take a stab at it
david blaine the pain, aid his brain, half black magic
tms no tmi, snip and snap flashes
till i’m feeling something other than this fast manic
fleeting feeling leave em keeling grieving over past romantic
relationships gone wrong, out the picture, panoramic
f-ck a polaroid, i’m an alter boy in banana hammock

pop goes the sound of the door as the freedoms lost
locked on the ground on the floor as you see the doc
walk from the ground level corridor see the shot
c-cked in ya gown in your drawers now you see him propped
stop as you drowned to the core when you feel that drop
lost in serenity, the haldol feelin’ like some hennessy, your pals all healing on the ketamine, i’m back on my feet like a motherf-ckin’ centipede, forget the f-ckin’ lithium and all the other remedies, i’m back with a p-ssion and i’m thrashing on my enemies, so take a number if you fitting to get ahead of me, i see my demons in my dreams and you just 10 of 3, obtuse, get it, throw your hands up and then you’ll see, i’m talking time, dropping dimes, popping lines like kennedy’s, bam

i can’t take it, the pants vacant, the mans achin’
can’t ball up and call up that dolled slut for d-mn sake and
i’d be surprised if in her mind there’s even land staked in, your name, a d-mn shame is your pain, it’s half baked and
not even mutual so pack another d-mn paper
and roll it up, the bowl is tucked, so watch the dank vapors
roll of the time bomb, cuz i’m bomb as five acres, high off my pylons, i touch down and dive later
f-ck a hiatus, i’m yelling hi haters, head first like fred durst, i’ll eat you alive player, with a trident in ya mouth, like some tri-layers
like the gum, like if you were chewing up on tri-layers you would have trident in your mouth, like i’m talking about a weapon, a trident in your mouth. i don’t… this is all, kind of useless intricate puns and wordplay that i just tagged over a beat. i don’t know. if you want to go back and play the beginning of this song, the first verse is pretty tight. otherwise you just probably wanna hit fast-forward or listen to the rest of the beat

***f-ck that b-tch***hit it f-ck that b-tch
don’t -ssault and shake her. if you do -ssault shake her, -ssault and shake her like a condiment
are you getting it?
are you getting it?
that’s right, i used that pun twice on the same mixtape motherf-cker
shit is intricate, intricate
imma go get some cheez-its, some white cheddar cheez-its. not that like white is better than like black cheddar chee-
naw they don’t even make black cheddar cheez-its, i’m not gonna defend myself, f-ck y’all

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