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Alexander George Fasano
Alexander George Fasano
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Only I reside with the savages, no averages
When there's all damages in my passages,
Man to man, why you playing zone? Staying outgrown
I'm still more alone then the rest of the students that you may come and see around
Only breathing sound from my headphones
When I'm dead and known, you'll retread the unknown
Dreading throne's to be sat upon
We collect cells like ganglion, know this kind of music its Alien
I'm a mammalian and where I Rome, know I writes 8s, you know that it's Octavian
Felt the whole block caving in, what I jots for the rots bathing the corruption
I'm done racing in, these tracks never lack realness
If you feel this, your not idealess, had to pack all stillness, for appealness
Know that I concealed this kind of incision to re envision
Whole exposition, it's demolition, need better petitions and musicians
For a better position as academician
Supervision hovered over me my entire, know the time is right
In them hallways, these highlights, they don't underline, nor emphasize my eyesight
My pupils staying wide open like DG, we still couldn't take heat
Never fake street, staying complete, please take a seat
Sit down, read
Sit down, read
Yeah, read
Yeah read
Sit down, read
Sit down, read
Yeah, read
Yeah, read
If what I'm rapping is too much, then you best glue yourself to a new clutch
Never been through such research, had to pre-curse precursors
In need of workers, not berserkers, I'm a tear jerker, a severe lurker
Never let lust take control on me or take a toll on me, I'm too old for me
The goal for me is have your soul leave your esophagus, my hypothesis
How I jot, it's old school like acropolis, whole consciousness is dominance
In my documents, till I'm posthumous I'll be populace
Had to vomitus no opulence, in my profitless there is all spotlessness
Scratching the surface I keep digging, I'm attacking my purpose keep winning
Had a steep beginning, but I climb that still, rhyming with will, this is point and kill
This joint will forever stay ill because I rap what I see and hear
So let me disappear and stay safe, we never vacate when I placate
Sit down, read
Sit down, read
Yeah, read
Yeah, read
Sit down, read
Sit down, read
Yeah, read
Yeah, read
Written by: Alexander George Fasano
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