Aceldama: Postlude - the Ecstasy of Cain

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(P.O.S. literally a piece of shit...chocolate, raspberries, eggs, caught masturbating in a local bathroom...everybody's like: Oh...all across the country... I can't believe it, it's outrageous!) [Prof.] I am bigger than you've ever seen I am better than you've ever heard I can reinvent with every word Larger than life don't even make sense I am so far ahead I am backwards I am in past tense I am on overload, overdose I am on cruise control I can write and album under comatose I am unconscious yet so focused I am ultimate high I'll ride 'til I'm hopeless I know what I started and I don't plan on finishing Giving in is the difference from wishing it and living it So posers, step off me I get you paid off cock Matter what it cost me Ah, I don't even have to fight I'll let people I don't know Whoop your ass all night (Woo!) Turn on the radio I got something to say Broadcasting a punch in the face [Chorus] Broadcasting East coast, west coast Broadcasting Midwest, down south, world wide Broadcasting South side, north side Where the fuck you at? Yeah, huh? Doomtree, Stop House [P.O.S.] I am bigger than you've ever seen I am louder than you've ever heard Letter head, be clever with the words Cleaver up the beef, eat, never sweat a nerd Haters are like birds Tweet tweetin' from the cheap seats Sit, shittin' on concrete Cry teary on raps Stimulus packed large Now pay it back You off your crux fool You couldn't balance collaborations With verses adjacent To beats by Mux Mool Success ooze from the sweat glands Rules for the next Don't apply to P.O.S. man I'm livin' beyond the lines you sketch man I'm livin' between the lines of text man Illegible hand script Up here high Learn how to elevate Innovator razor tongue Assimilate to absolutely nothing Get it straight I am a laser guided hurricane Mega mans hand hot Absolutely busting [Chorus] Broadcasting East coast, west coast Broadcasting Midwest, down south, world wide Uh huh, Oww! South side, north side Where the fuck you at? Yeah, huh? Doomtree, Stop House [Prof.] Critical digital Launch pad with the pad lock Hazmat launch code numerals [P.O.S.] Stop or it's your funeral Watch a couple of bouncers rock you cubicle Watch how me and Prof. spit chapters backwards [Prof.] I am an anthrax rapper I gotta code that I suppose So does Moses That I live by and I master [P.O.S.] Yeah, That blaster Stone cold disaster Cans filled up with bastards Cracked and leave 'em plastered Damn [Prof.] I keep it cheap bitch! I'm on another level Iron man lungs punk I keep it heavy metal [P.O.S.] I keep the belly settled Better full Hungry wolf Tearin' through whatever No picky just rippin' Never bull [Prof.] I let the Chevy pedal Hit the floor I never settle Burn the fuckin' road up I am on every channel [P.O.S.] Yeah, I let the 9-5 Honda Civic Slide right by Middle finger sky high Spittin' cyanide