Special Ed Special Head Lyrics By Kamikaze Loon

Artist/Band Name: Kamikaze Loon

Album Name: Non-Album Releases

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Lyrics To Special Ed Special Head

Special Ed special head-70 score or lower is what I get-I forever ride back like a Phantom Ghost on my enemies-I put my soul in a bottle of Hennessey-and throw it in the seven seas-turn the fishes into magical Rainbow Coi’s-I’m G-Code the opposite of let’s make some noise-I started in the slums with my Boyz-I’m always enlightening my mind feeding dumb dumbs to the void-cross my path as a black cat-I’ll turn you into the most gifted Top Dog that’s the aftermath-sewing up the Universe -with just my most smallest puny verse-& with spider trapstar string-I use it to play my violin and make my sweet melodies-I’m so bad I taught Webster how to spell Capital Felonies-that’s why I grew up in jail with Geez-I make the Death Row cells bleed-exorcising the tormenting agony-of prisoners lost souls tormented to never breathe-in eternal firey misery-I quake the sphere-with my pen the reincarnated Shakesphere-I make peers-and break fears-you just fake peers-that shake fear-it takes years-t! o obtain wisdom tears-to shed them is to live so to speak-I mold the beach-like Dean-turn it Koontz black-with morbid grams-of black sand-I prevent plans-sinister in a egg but didn’t hatch-I burried them under the savage land-with the wanna be son’s of sam-no returning after dispatch-if you nick to fein here’s a nicoteen patch-I’m the hottest Kerosene to a match-the Devils Macob perhaps-Dragon claws are my needles for tats-Dragon Tears mixed with burnt ash-is my tattoo ink-they had to sink-just to learn to adapt-they had the nerve call me Sarin Gas-fried they nerves in half-no claps or lafs-just sounds of snares claps-on tracks-a One Army Walking Band Stand-blessing magical grams-weighed in the Devil & God’s hands-that’s the negative versus positive Triple Beam Scale-a Gihad is what sales-off of the scale-a war within oneself to stay clean or use-to abstain or abuse-will you win or lose-and do you choose-to use-the Chance, the Question Mark and the Clues-use the free tools-! don’t let people freely use you-as a refurbished hand me down ! tool-the Jack Black of all trades-digging into brains with the Black Jack of Spades-the King of the 4 Ace-I’m 24-7 live-like a 24-7 chat line-like chat with a agent-I made every map famous-the rap flow so trap contagious-you just a mac with no cheese-not even worth some Kraft Mac & Cheese-you sleep on mats on Cheese-I sleep on metal racks off Morphine-we brother’s like 2Pac & Mopreme-I’m so preme-I’m 4ever on Go Lean-fuck a ball blocking Soccer Goalie-put his soul in my Fifa Cup Bowl and blow green-you can’t see my night glow team-it don’t matter I still ran high or low gee-

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