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    you cant distinguish my existence from any other, theres no difference/
    my fires bin extinguished, now im constantly singen the same shit/
    my style will never flip,im becomin a burnt pancake on a grill/
    stayen in the same position, im chilled down ta below zero,iv died now, im killed/
    got no chance ta gain back skills that iv lost within my lines, fuck just listen ta the stuff that im chucken out, its rusten up,im over exposed ta nothing,fuck, so how am im crusten up/
    my lyrics are getten so old its getten ta the point where i just wanna throw them out the window, go down the stairs,light em up and watch the inferno/
    then maybe ill learn ta turn my style around to somethin that can accually burn, and not freeze/
    eventhough when i spit shit im always coughin and breathen out liquid/
    it seems im getten over confident and thick-witted/
    my rhymes seem ta be as dull as a page thats bin mis-printed/
    im lost in the distance, locked in a prison thats situated in my thinkin/
    writers block has knocked out my vision, this isn't the way i was dreamen of livin/
    not knowen what im flowen about, just jottin it down, whatevers goin out my mouth/
    its like a game of cat and mouse,and im the one invaden the cats house and everyone wants my ass out/
    so i guess its my time ta crash now,blastout this planet and vanish/
    but before i do,i know somehow ill manage ta cram some other rap shit and aim it at the man ta get some syphisticated brains damaged/

    keep it up ReCkLeSs...youll find ur nitch
    disconnect the respect from the dilect of my words spoken/
    deck the necks of infinected feds who made my words broken/
    by off the cop who caught me wit pot with a token/
    hold the shot in the glock and only pop whose mopen/
    no prison situation situated in my visions im hopen/
    im within my written but only spittin my thinkin and hope its all dope man/
    my throats tied, i dont know why but i still try ta spit tight but im knotted like im rope hanged by the whole klan/

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    hey yo spit...that shit was fuckin tght man i loved every second of it homie...keep it up man.....1

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