冰豆直播

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[00:14.205]Born on life support,
[00:16.300]I can see my glory shining in the distance.
[00:21.055]They finally rest, all my bravest and best,
[00:24.175]When I drag my immaculate flesh to the summit.
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[00:28.075]What more can be done?
[00:29.795]Laid waste to my every rival.
[00:32.045]Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival.
[00:35.085]When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol.
[00:38.961]Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?
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[00:49.780]No fucκing way,
[00:53.384]Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey.
[00:56.850]Ask the betrayed,
[00:59.971]If your life's in my hand I can clench it away.
[01:03.308]All will pay.
[01:05.231]Course you know that routine, reputation demeaned,
[01:08.695]Bought yourself some esteem.
[01:10.355]Gold and green.
[01:12.219]A plebeian smokescreen, as you prance and you preen,
[01:15.620]Nothing's stopping this oil-less machine.
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[01:21.703]Should I just fade into legend before I'm revered?
[01:28.750]I guess that's what they want when your name invokes fear.
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[01:52.821]Lynch made coffin birth, I was spat into the dirt.
[01:57.003]Everything I've earned, was exactly what it's worth.
[02:00.331]My actions concur with the deafening words,
[02:03.950]Expected to swallow the bullshit you serve.
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[02:13.618]What more can be done?
[02:15.450]Laid waste to my every rival.
[02:17.684]Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival.
[02:20.715]When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol.
[02:24.617]Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?
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[02:42.510]Impending.
[02:46.010]Dominance.
[02:49.550]Infamous.
[02:53.000]Prominence.
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[02:56.832]As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain,
[03:00.502]I finally ascend to my throne.
[03:03.928]Middle digit on the hand of God,
[03:07.430]The final letter in Man's tombstone.
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[03:24.772]As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain,
[03:28.412]I finally ascend to my throne.
[03:31.523]Middle digit on the hand of God,
[03:35.255]The final letter in Man's tombstone.
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[03:45.433]Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey.
[03:48.650]This world's in my hand I can clench it away.
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