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Wednesday, October 6, 2010


"know what i see when i trip?
the rats in the basement all start to flip.
run through my buildin from door to door,
i swear there's a fire so i piss on the floor.
and down the corridor is Old Fat Ned,
schemin on a blow job from a crack head.
he was like 'hay wanna piece little man'?
i was like 'yo i'm better off with my hand'.
another rip, quick reality returns,
i need another hit but the glue won't burn.
i'm kookoo and murderous or just plain nuts
smokin sodium pentathol cigarette buts and tripping"