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"I'll tell you what I want... I want something now
This is the life like I left, you know what I mean?"

[Verse 1]
Like Bekowsky the alcoholic author
Son of the devil I turn wine into water
My physical forms a metaphor for disorder
Absorb the trauma, my state is before the light

Every dialectic shapeshifts a makeshift shield of hatred
I spit fire, quick fire, twist higher
Roll a roach from a ripped flyer
Tip toeing over ego trip wire
Soft steppin on eggshells as hell beckons
A bed of black rose petals on my twenty second
With twenty seconds on the clock I kept many guessin'
A game of death threats met with defiance

[Verse 1:]
I walked in a saloon at high noon, the moonshine sipper
Spit a new rhyme till it's asta la vista
The king balloon twister, smash your transistor
"It's the High Plains Drifter", that had to resist the
Sickness of the city life, I sat by the river
A packet of Rizzler and a flask full of liquor
Made the locals ask: "who's the masked figure?"