HIGHER SECTOR Mr Traumatik

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These mc's need a fucking lie detector (they're liers!)
They're lying to their self
Their minds are messed up
They're talking gas
This ain't a science lecture
Someone tell security, supply the stretcher (haha)
I stab you in the eye and in the neck blud (ha)
I'm selfish, I invest in my investor, that's myself (yes!)
I'm elevating to a higher sector

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I'm grimy
I'm a heavyweight, they're listening to me
You know I'm lively
I'm clever mate
I'm living in a dream
And you can find me down Devon ways, fishing in a stream
But don't come by me if I'm meditating, sipping on a tea
I just might be celebrating, swimming in the sea
And I know Tai-Chi
I'm demonstrating sitting in a tree
But if you try me, I won't hesitate to kick him in the teeth
You know it's likely
When my weapon sprays and hits him in the cheek
It lift you off your feet and leave you laying on the floor board (floor board)
My head is full of schizophrenic thought forms
I know some psychopathic warlords in Broadmoor
And they're some evil cunts and trust me they love raw war
Them governments
They're stubborn cunts
And they love blood and guts and cum and spunk so you best fucking run
You must be fucking dumb
So suck your mom you batty man
I'll fly kick you like Jackie Chan and happy slap the scatty tramp