• As an abstract apparition alienates my true thoughts from me
    Another anomaly sets me free from my addictive personality
    Impulsive, I return the video the scan lines have got to go
    like me and this live show; you call this life this is a hell hole
    there's only one place left to go-where the aether glows
    like pharaohs in a ghetto grotto waiting to deal the deathblow

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    I sow seeds seemingly separate from me
    Revealed to be truly attached symbiotically
    Streamline rhymes weaker than old twine
    Snap the s**t in half, another waste of time
    Return to the muck, spit and the grime
    Your vocabulary limited like a concubine
    Fake faulty flows come a dozen a dime

    (C) Toph
    That's my pseudo-copyright