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Force a stern mic presence, watch folks seal their death
And feel their dread while horses learn life lessons
My muzzle locked cus I’m bad as tryna nuzzle crocs
Scream in six keys so I can open up the puzzle-box
Been testing me you’ll see intestines B
I learned to rap from watching dead men ingesting dreams
You best retreat if you don’t want a horn to the neck
More than a wreck, hail me I’m a storm in effect
The mutant offspring between a horse and a snake
If you want forbidden fruit then I got orchards for days
Call me Fussy when I’m picking which ya organs to take
Horror-corvid-idae - warforged warhorse force doors in your face
-- Overdose Cypher
Over most writers on the totem pole of vipers
Approach with all the right words and win the last trial
Hoarding pony like it comes inside a little glass vial.
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