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BASIC INSTINCT....i gotta get what i need,like every breath i breed is another good deed.My anger,a danger to society ,an aggression fueled by depression,smothered in countless session's. I can let it out in one big frenzy where me name changes to Mr kenzy.I cant help when the problem gets to my head, you'll notice when me face goes red, but I'm a simple man do what i can ,my trail thought could stop a snail on the spot,my Pam's are tracked like tram's.No nothing going to get to my pride, inside it's disguised,so criticize as you stand aside cause my path is paved with laser blades. I no when the trust is taken , been fakin and mistaken.on my face ill leave no trace, left in the dark, i find my perfect place then sit on my throne like Al'capon ,be left alone for thoughts to condone. I feel my soul ripen thought the life of every success,to posses an ever lasting test.Dead fields so full of real deals,caged an full of rage,for ever stained always insane. I'm a patient wolf ain't got nothing to display 'give a little to get a Little',I give A Lot so you wont stop, cause ain't no life going to break me down,I gotta suck seed the will to survive can only bleed. I'm solid and complete ready to compete,liven my life and seen who ill meet.Ill survive and stay alive till death handles me,then you'll light a candle for me ,so have that tiger eye ,not afraid to die , you'll find in every precinct that basic instinct.

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