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by SevidemiC

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1.
Telekinesis 01:55
Distant affliction. I move the crowd with my fucking mind on a mission to get it now. Semi-tucked in binds (wardrobe) and a condition, so experimental, from me to the soil! Covered in the bleach and blessed oil. (Sev is original & driven by righteousness) First, learn to get turnt and splurge in the neuroimage! (Sev's art is exciting if you give it a chance) Paranormality, babble, satelites & fearful limits. (extra terrestrial reference) Here is a vision amended subtly over centuries. (Sev's message is refined ancient knowledge) Puffin' on a mint leave (newport cigarette) Fuckin' with me? Irga chigga (verbal scratching) Chest shot, alive! Leg shot, alive! (zombie film imagery) S double M-ing in the A-spot for life! (SMM superiority) Ace 'em again and then add souls in motion (recruit more Meat) psycho-kinetical, rolling open. (exstacy) Thoughtform. Zombie projection. Holographic facets of madness and rabid panic! Tragedy brittanica! Breaking encyclopedia. (Sev's begun a new tradition) The media's stoned! Back to the essense of the movement, you're clueless if you think I ain't abusing my two cents. (Sev will preach, regardless) Add a nickel, prick, (2 + 5 = 7 cents) buy your soul back. Toe tag sentiment (love is dead) dro slap. (Weed enhanced music) Know that cold pack of Bud Light beckons Sevan's sunsight! (alcohol assists Sev artistically) Heaven is invested (Sev is divinely guided) so lets wreck it (exhibit high energy) with a slump, (song with massive bass) right? If I check a dumb dyke with my brainwaves, Imma grub on her plump thigh from my one mic! (Sev uses his music to have sex with women) I dont get tongue-tied, I get hyphy! & you are going to die until my fucking high subsides. (Sev does great shows while high on weed) Like a dancing bull (wine) utilizing enchanting tools, stunting (performing) backyard in an abandoned pool! Act hard and its a wrap for you! Mad smart to chip a stack or two (make money) where's your money at? Scary, slummy rap baked off of THC; they can hate me, it's still an obsession! I've got your election, wait. (political mockery) Now, I see straight! (Sev is illuminated) Scream for my thesis! (demand Sev's art) Stock horrid flourescense (continue to create mesmerizing art) More in the best is coming from the camp, cunt! Feel it when the bass bumps, sagmatic master! Curious if I'm in your dime's mind? Ask her. (Sev has an affinity for stealing women in relationships) Acid tabs curve spines and serve signs to the masses. (Sev's is heavily influenced by trip culture artistically) Curse fine, inert (style description) time slide (ancient knowledge) you perspire and I tire from the finite. (Sev is ready to perform on a large scale)
2.
NeurotiCa 04:00
Theres no feeling too fatal for you, no. (You are stronger than you think) We're those in pain; you can't know what's true yet! (only time will reveal reality) Terror is here, but the level of the fear? That is up to you! (one must choose to become Meat) I'll be the rebel with a beer passing bomb (weed) to myself; I can bust back if fired on and let you eat rounds this entire song! Wow - tell me about it, I'm a muligger. That'll be a music nigga with the fuel about to stick my tool in her. Who's that? Hip hop, that bitch catchin dick; I'll rap in the deficit and slap for the heck of it. (Sev will resurrect quality music) Blahblahblah, frickin hatters (haters) give me gassiness! Excuse me, I'm relieving flatulence! Ain't it only natural? Painted up face? Blazing through a sack or two; vaping dutch haze. (weed) L.A. 'gon hate, that is not my problem. (Los Angeles is not as inclined to Sev's music as other markets) Zombie rocking 'em! Broccoli, (weed) toss it in! Honestly, I'm popping off, so we suggest you cop (buy into) the kid! Shut 'em down, crawl before the odd Solomon! Dukin' (pooping) on their swagger, gnaw all on the fashion. (break conditioning) SIC was kickin smack, so I bubbled up the hash, then. (before SIC and Sev met, SIC was heavy into heroine and Sev was heavy into hash) Buckbuck! Dead nigga bustin' at random! (drive by shooting reference) Coagulated passion, dont you be the last in! (zombie film imagery) Who the fuck is that lurkin' in the corridor? Oh, it's me, SevidemiC, soul/metal/horrorcore! Walker! Geekin' it up, ain't a limit to the infection me deal out! (Sev has no creative cap) Steal all of your plasma and peel out! That's enough, I feel proud enough to go postal! (Sev has a new confidence in his art) Straight cold loco! Yell 'oh no' like Yoko! Yea, I'm nothing social, but simply the focal point of the argument when you vent on who is most cool! (Sev is a recluse who simply asks the Meat to spread his art) Like pro- tools, yea, nigga, we runnin'! Blow five Os of wreck (trainwreck - strain of weed) because it's nothin'! You should recognize a veteran, yes! I get to puffin', then I rock 7,000 to death! You're bluffing! Well, not 7,000 yet, but I'm tough, so I'm lookin' for 70,000 next and make adjustments. (Sev predicts fame and fortune for himself) Bang the buck shit all off in your disc deck! Drive into a sick trek with your bowls dusted! (play Sev's music in your car while driving under the influence of weed)
3.
Stamina 03:08
Pure ability will decimate this and any facility! Sick activity; trip and the frickin' kids'll get the beast! (Sev's live show is high-voltage and volitile) Jiminy Crippit, SevidemiC's is monolithic! Admit that, when I flip raps arridic/ erratic c-c-come on, baby, show me what they hittin for (negotiating) niggaro, this is shit to show them bitches at the liquor store! (Sev's music now has an urban appeal) Running major! (Sev is working hard) Sprint right through the comatose! Dusting vapors; (weed) hit it then we get some more! Cousinometry, (CRIP reference) we're robbing in an outrun! (SMM is on a mission for growth) If you're floppin' on the couch, dun, zip your doubty mouth! (lazy people need not associate with SMM) Keep it moving, indubitably! Uncouth; assume it'll be me choppin' all at 'em with the koonas. (Sev paints an image of him rapping onstage with big sunglasses on) Fast granite, trippin telepathic (Sev's has the ability to win over audiences) with a metal racket, (Sev has hard rock injected into his style) establish a fackin' (fucking) grand package! So, now you see you're fuckin' with a damn savage! Joggin' laps around your raps, go stand in traffic. (Sev hates rappers) I'm doggin' it, Pat! I'm fuckin' doggin' it! (Pappa Legba/'Heavyweights' reference) Damn devil log! Hoss, call it in! Duck and get 'em off (Sev is a recluse) Hit the pause, then boss from a man to a mystic. (Music makes Sev a superhero) Flan with a biscuit; jizzin' on your bitch lips. (Sev likes to have sex with women in relationships) Cannabis and mollywops, (exstacy) lost in the rays! (light of creation) Mr. Anubis enter on a dolly with a cross on his face (live show reference) locked in a bubble (Sev is a recluse) coughin'! (smoking weed) They're not cut out for competition! Caution, my nugga, if you're living (brainwashed) we dont listen! Take the toss, my apes are falsely herded to the raping dock, disgraced and all! (brainwashed people live lives of no substance) Inverted 'cause their pace was off; launched late from the blocks, huh? (track & field reference) Take the loss, haunt day on they chakra! (anti Illuminati reference) We stole the lightning! (pun on a pun - 'stealing thunder') Flowing like a breeze (Sev finds music easy) imposing on life when these freaky bitches drink and get to the dykin', (girls get wild at Sev's shows) you'll see, Imma bite & defile 'em; Mike Tyson, yee!
4.
Tasty Fate 03:12
Eventual/evangelical/peaceful. (Sev is calm and optimistic) Crease up the pleats, man, let em go! (live wardrobe reference) Stand on a pedestal. Restin' never; chess is more appropriate than checkers in describing this impressive flow. (Sev's lyrics take practice in understanding) Guess who! Sevirro Demicon. (ignorance) Vexin' more bitches; stripper cess pole. (low-class women are attracted to Sev, but he ignores them) Gross on the left coast. (Sev is from California) Go posting (spread Sev's art) smokin' on the most green, (weed) boasting... Got you fiending like a dope fiend, broadie! (Sev's music is addicting) No scheme holy, holier than the Media's! (anti New World Order) I had to life the cross after the way the labels treated us! (Sev decided to use his power of light to achieve instead of trusting record labels) Cabled to the seeds 'n such (built SMM from the ground up) disabled disease and thus, deaded it. Tethered to the crescent and its evident! (Anti Illuminati/New World Order reference) Messin' with the treasures less (Sev is not distracted with the lure of big money) and dressing for the decadence! (Sev is prepared for praise) Sexin' with the best and gettin' paid damn daily! Lay me down seven feet below the daisies. I'll be back in the winter, baby, never try to play me! (Sev illudes to a death followed by a winter return) Walking right through the fire (diversity) Only fate can do away with the heinous. Watching rightful desire (Sev's success is no surprise to him) Only taste can do away with the fake shit. Blessed. The dead kid's interpersonal rebel in torment. (Sev is a man in pain) Section off the nest off wretched decibels! (Sev doesnt allow bad music around him) Allegedly decked and bloody (wardrobe reference) rockin' at the Roxy (Los Angeles venue) to Dredg! Rasta leaf chiefin' (smoking weed) watch me! Llama tucked (gun in pants) drop commas, I'm not stoppin', my nogga! Not a pop punk, but you'll get gobbled up in my drama! (Sev has publicity stunts planned) Paparazzi, don't you fool with me ghoulers! (SMM does not allow outside photography) I ball in fockin' box seats, (Sev receives preferential treatment when he does go out) move in a stuper with rougers! (Sev is always under the influence & armed) Booger sugar (cocaine) is cool. On booze, I might abuse a bitch! Zombie conglomorate, were truly nothing new to this! Stewey. (smart and violent like the 'Family Guy' character) You'll find me rollin (exstacy) like a movie with a floosie (whore) in the cuzzi; keep livin. (stay brainwashed if you want) Imma do me! Lock it up with the crew and keep it moving like a dualie. (tour reference) The shoe is fittin', let me kick it, fool! (Sev is finding his comfort zone) Sooki sooki! (black expression loosely meaning 'congrats') I know you're sour 'cuz you're losin', homie! Oowee, but you ain't shit and the press aint missin' you. (Sev thinks most of today's artists dont deserve any attention)
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Skwallur 02:11
I don't care about nothing but death! (Sev is only focused on his career) Rivals swear, pout, mug & obsess! (Haters hate) Final curtain - comfy cursed animus...Ha, I'm fucking with you, runnin' with my savages! (Sev will make you think he's dead while furthering his movement) Law? Irrelevant! Fucker, what you talkin' bout? (Sev is a revolutionary) Imma call em out, just to rock 'em in the jaw! (Sev likes to fight) Often poppin' off. (Sev has a short temper) Burnin' like a molotov. (smoking weed) Slurpin' on the purple, (lean) coughin urkelbachen (a strain of weed) on and off! Shyah! (ignorance) Give 'em hell like raw! (Sev is ferocious) Implore the claw (CRIP) on a bitch cuz it felt right! DemiC get it jumpin when a motherfucker's buzzin'! Super damn doing it and zombie sludgin' (a smoothie with far too much alcohol) Cousin, what you know about swamp (Sev's former Compton neighborhood) life? Bust a hater ass faggot in the face on-site. (Sev likes to fight) Alright! Get me out of here to chase a little breath! (Sev is a recluse) stick it to my chest and make the block turn bombsight. (terrorism reference) Sqwallur (holler) at your zombalog. (zombie) Sqwallur at the freak! Squallur at the beast! Where is there a mind more sick than here? That place just does not exist! Im ready to shotgun (way of guzzling beer cans) stick them beers! After me lips hit the chronic spliff! (weed) Turnt up! (over excited) Jerkin' deadbeat (Sev's production tag) berch (bitch) what? I'm sippin' to the rhythm again, you dirt slut. Kissin' on a bitch and her twin, a-murda! (murder - Sev likes that) I'm slicker than the shit on my rim (penis) from her butt! I got it, so I'm getting it in, (sex) defying everything! Worst way opposite (best way) I'm sick with the pen. Incident slim for the win of a foes clan. (SMM superiority reference) No man's land? Mother fucker, I'm the president! (Sev is the leader of obscure art) Very in my element, killin' the imperial. (Sev is comfortable in opposing the New World Order) Scary kid, I am a bit. Illin', (doing music well) bitch, I'm serial! (serious) Is the passion here or stuck in the pit? (Sev weighs the positives of studio recording to live shows) I dont know but Imma kill 'em off regardless! (Sev's movement will continue to grow)
6.
Give 03:13
Gimme that fun house (trippy) dead funk (zombie hop) rainwater holy war. (Sev knows he will fight evil) Blunt mouth head hunt (weed fuels Sev's creativity) stony/poor. (High on weed/low on money) Pain's daughter's getting raped tonight! (Sev welcomes adversity because it helps him) Pick a vein to bite. (Find your place among Meat) Mother flip a vampire. (Sev hates vampires) Trippin on this satire! Gimme that CRIP style assassination pace! Gimme the strength to defend the race (stay ahead) and avenge the bass (Sev views his instrumentals as a fight between the bass and the other instruments in which the bass always loses; its a David and Goliath metaphor. Thus, Sev has to perform vocals to perfection to show the bass his allegiance to it.) This is the vase with a rose in it. (simple beauty) Hit the wall then break like a foes image. (break conditioning) Gimme that fed right comatose! (tantric) Left hook, dead life (wayf.gang) red sprite tolberone, chocolate maney! (lean) Rock a bitch crazy. Dominance daily! Rot in the pot and the lock is amazing! (crack cocaine reference) Forcey (powerful) like you know do! Sinking the free! (freedom is a lie) Glorify the chose few! (don't reward the average) Woe is 'im what grows you!' (help yourself, dont rely on anyone to improve you) Holdin' up the code : brute (staying aggressive) give in to me! (Listen and support) Truth/you will give the cancer back and tell us who we are! (break conditioning/educate yourself) Gimme that hardcore capable bent back table full of big stacks (money) break a ho! Click clack! (gamble) Chip in on a big sack (weed/meth) make it go peace out ya lung vats! Reaching all the rugrats, (young people) still a decent beta, though! (Sev knows he's only just begun) Gimme that gloves off zombie anonymous. (hurtful and mysterious) Doper than alot of bricks. (cocaine reference) Pop it like a llama (gun), bitch! Ask economists, Im rockin' on the rise, pimp. Wokking up Thai shrimp, officer, die! Just gimme that 50 bag (weed/meth) back or it's on! Boss luck, (one controls his own destiny) give it to me quick! In a song, I'm tossing up phonies (haters) and a broadie (woman) out her thong! Maybe more than one, I resort to fun, aw.
7.
Cut Up 03:32
I want to make you as sick as my life makes me! Shut up bitch and read my death letter. Cut up. Self sharpening blades are better, so I'm severing my arm now. Why? I let my guard down, so a fucking scar's found, idiot. Ashamed of the pity. Its inane how the pain brings peace to the brain. Let the lame out. Danger, I'm on another page, pal! Always slice left to right. This is significant in correcting the stress inside. Have a predetermined number of incisions to make. I might go a little over, but I'll limit the pace. 91% isopropyl to stop bloodflow. It's a rush, yo, even the aftermath puss flow. I cut me up because I'm dying in my psyche and my pride won't let me off without a fine. This ain't suicide. Just help's cry from a well and I'm inside at the bottom with a knife yellin' 'WHY?!' I would rather bleed alone then sell my soul to be in front of you. Cut Up.
8.
Boars 02:55
When me gas out, the resurrection follows swiftly in me glass house! Inception's near and it is smash mouth! Fuck the bullshit. Hand over the cash now! Mad cow zombie lusting queers now copy us! Here rocks a pragmatic champion! Got a match and a glass (hash) brought a bat and a mask. So duck! What the bloodclot dough doin'? (Where's the money?) They stayin' in they lane and ain't even close to it! (Rappers are garbage) Bang gross music and I'm zedded (zombied) up! Same coast fluid in my metal cup! & I go stewey. Get my cheddar (money), cuz! Man, the flow's stupid. Sevan never stuck. Sevan never suck. Sevan is an alien hybrid homosapien until he hits the stage again. Then it's something more! My glowing core explores animorphic spores to floor the boars. (Sevs art is anti New World Order) Now we see that our home is a low. (No where is safe) These piggies went down to market. (Evil controls money) Craving more! Found a piece of a stolen MO. (mode of operation/ ancient devine knowledge) These piggies get down to start shit. (The NWO is ready for war) Break these boars. (Fight back) Piggies await slaughter. Daughters of eye (Illuminati) stall cauterized. Prized in bogs of the odder. (Sev's art is regarded highly among evil music groups) Hogs lost us (these groups backed off of SMM) clobbering the cost; super saucy - juice & rossi; sloppy in the car. Stopping at the bar. Finger to the boars! Footie (long blunt) with a hoodie, azulish (blue) scene on the Coors! My team is on torch! (fire) Blue flame noose gang. (wayf.gang) Troops trained you (marshall law) but we came to induce pain! Who's saying that I won't go there? I'm most prepared to coast it ('west coast' - smoke and drink) like a boat to Paris. Local terrorist. Toast to me like Oprah's therapist! Bears (SMM/Meat) will mutilate the pigs, so there it is! In the pin (at war) getting dirt! (gathering info) Looking at your sin as innocense and it could hurt. For a limited time and then it disperse back from the helly cell it came my relly, work! (Sev is impressed with how well he just spoke)
9.
I got the gameplan for ya! Waste, man! (break conditioning) Take to fuckin' space, man! (Get high) Boy, you suckers really get my goat with that 'opening' horseshit! (Sev prefers headlining live shows) Horror on their moors! No ghosts in the porcelain (Sevs demons are at bay) or order in the force! (anarchy is afoot) Now, we just take life. (recruit Meat) Tell your bitch, 'hit the strip, get the grip (money) and throw the shit back like Bayside High in the 90's. AC Slater!' (Saved By the Bell referenece) With these rhymes, she can make me paper! (Sev employs women in relationships to sell his music for him) Haters, what you fuckin' know of my agenda? Not a damn thing, so, don't even pretend to! Flow of the century, this is sick stuff! When I hit my freeze, (live show stunt) guarantee I get my dick sucked by your bitch, huh? Trip and get your frickin' ribs bent up. My niggas'll put them tips (fight) on they who's blarin' out they lips, cuz! This is vicious. Sinners put they chips up. Stressin' it like sex on ancient stairs. (ignorance) Pit these pieces into place for me! (spread Sev's art in all ways) Further my agenda! Sick deeds teach us simple plays, ok. (Sev learns from man-made tragedies) Further my agenda. Shmorgis (variety) died in an organized buzzsaw. (The corrupt music industry) Such raw rhymes grease Coraline's (underage animated film character) cunt. Call her agent! Cut a deal, blame it on the liquor, boy! (Sev acredits his attraction to young women on his alcoholism) Playin' with a sicker toy in the main den. (Sev is succeeding in the face of evil) Brainstems, breakin' em. In lamens, I'm taking 'em down, so give a pound and escape. (Sev wants respect, but does not like prolonged interactions with anyone) Asian faces, I'm so damn baked, it's astoundin'! Poundin' the pavement (heavy bass) with the sound king zedrock! (zombie hop) I'm out of dollars, all I need's golden. (Sev warns the death of the US dollar) Roll up on you smokin' and ash it on your nose. (Sev is confrontational) Rap is on the ropes, and I'm servin' cuddy bodyshots. & until my toddy's hot, I'm bashin' all the clones! (Sev's success will rule out bad music) Line it up, seek a finely cut savior! (do cocaine) Live enough to read about it in the paper! Shrouded in the gray fur (wardrobe) cocky like a Laker. Sake's in her bra. Which one should I waste (consume) first?
10.
NeverBe 03:08
Do you think I like this? Being zed (zombie) go and wreck you to death with a mic fist? (live show) Well, I do, 'cuz its righteous, but at the end of the night, it's a plight just to find bliss, so I'm high like a kite gets. Laced pipe hits get the eyes dry; Sevan cryless. My Christ, I'm a hybrid. Confined in my line, (Sev is stuck in a way of thinking), nevermind all the fly shit! (being rich doesnt concern Sev) I could never fucking keep anybody. I could never fucking keep anyone. (Sev finds prolonged relationships burdensome) 'We should never be alone, never be that' (Sev is mocking a quote) but I still see only me! (Sev feels like no one truly understands him/he is on a higher level of consciousness) Fucking kill me already. (Sev is sick of the personalities around him and wants out) Born into a world that never listened. Surrounded by love, but alone in my league. Bound in the grudge that I hold with the beast. (Sev is haunted by the devil) Born into a position of power and poverty. (talented with a good look, but low income/low opportunity) Tore desert wasteland committing sand robberies. (Sev made alot of mistakes finding his way artistically) Damnit. I've grown accustomed to the panic and sucked some fuckin' love out of the tragic. (Sev uses pain to fuel his art) But it's automatic to revert into this state of isolation, reversing inertia, praying to the earth. (Sev is a recluse)
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Chocolate 02:47
From the art the blessings flow. (Chocolate) From the heart, the dead things grow. (Chocolate) HARD POINT SACRIFICE. RULES GAVEL CHOCOLATE. CONTACT. ZOMBIE CRACK. FOOLS BATTLE ARMAGEDDON.
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Claw & Crown 03:41

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