JJ DOOM - Bookhead

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The lust to sell the story, crawlier than Mr. Crowley
For those embarrassed, you're no holier than thou, unholy habits
Parish to the gold, we bring 'em up to speed slowly
On the low key, kindles is phony D
Tastes stale, see the world in shades of grey scale
Right there in black and white, protected by chain mail
Today's the day maids await to see a system numb
Took my little mens with her, told 'em love 'em, kissed him
These oversensitive younglings is on some new stuff
Can't sit still or focus, the time it take to do enough
From the mean streets of the "can I get a dollar, dude?"
Above measure, the singular pleasure of solitude
It's your poison, if you so choose, absorb it
Veins to the brain, shoot off into orbit
How you know Octagon?
Or much less tetragrammaton?
To get the good stuff you gotta get out to the Amazon
With any luck, you might could score locally
Keep it on the hush when you're speaking on it vocally
Then you gotta be on the in, a known member
I think I still owe him a little something since November, whatever
Who need credit when cash speak?
Get it, sweating, sitting on his packets since last week
We've all got our weaknesses, even the functioning and dead
Some will end up fudging numbers, bugging and lunching instead
Netflix to the head
Second best trick to get chicks in the bed

I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been
I've been hit, I've been.

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