I figured things out Late in the game
Too much time making a name
But im Still taking the train
Hard work but I’d exaggerate to be saying that I’m staking the pain
Like a vampire slayer insane
Layers of strange wisdom
Taken with grains of salt
I cracked so many locks you ought to change the vault
I break it down to the basic elements
If it sounds intelligent
It’s probably even harder than you’re bound to settle with
Not loud and evident
Not proud and prevalent
Just grounded elegance
That the world crowns with sediment
You’re dealing with a rounded veteran
’cause I make this new sound competitive
I found a sedative
Your disc in the used bin
An ounce repetitive
Talking about your pounds of medicine
This comic con artist makes all you clowns irrelevant
So get a grip
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