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Panic Struck - Souls of Mischief
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Panic Struck Souls of Mischief

Panic Struck - Souls of Mischief
[Produced by Adrian Younge]

[Chorus: Opio]
Panic, feeling anxiety, can't imagine or fathom
Why they would lie to me or leave me abandoned
Damn it, in the land of the free, we scramble to eat
If you can't compete, you harm your family tree
But sitting in a cell, you could be sitting in hell
Parallel universe, the world in which I dwell
It's the mastery of fear, not the absence of fear
Courage in the words you hear, I spit some truth in your ear

[Verse 1: Phesto]
Envision in metal rise in my extremities
The fibrillating shock I wouldn't wish on my worst enemies
Hyper ventilating my body chemistry faded
We waited for Tajai, but did he get eliminated?

[A-Plus]
I made it, I circled the block, my brain was working the plot
I can't say for certain or not if Tajai is hurting from shots

[Phesto]
Thought you swarming they was serving that scotch
We observing the clock
And every person that walked by is a person that watched
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