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Produced by Beatzophrenic. All lyrics written and performed by Grouce. Recorded and mixed by Grouce. © 2015 Grouce. All rights reserved. Made in Sydney, Australia.

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I find myself in town payin' a cabbie often,
Runnin' in the park and playin' with Abbie Hoffman,
A flabby offering to the gods,
Ive been channellin' the spirits runnin' through the Bobs
And the Dylans, im willin' to be born of a virgin,
Jack The Ripper was more than a surgeon,
Hired by the royals, a loyal Drake,
Inside of you there's a coiled snake, that is searchin'
For the answer of why you're here,
In the horizon I appear, to bring light
Thin white little strands of cheer,
The only man that understands the fear, of a king's might,
The king that brings you down if you
Try to offer any counterview, to what's known
As the sacred laws of nature,
Reversal is causin' danger, so walk slow.

I had battle with an evil moose,
He said my name 3 times cause im just like Beetlejuice,
Or Candy Man, you wanna watch the snuff films
That i filmed on my handycam?
The spirit of the stag,
Steerin' us into a thin serial, imperial flag,
To keep myself alive, me myself and I
Get extra cautious, i get nauseous, i cant help if I
Keep responding to all of this paranoia,
Sussing out a sitch, more than just any lawyer,
Im only ever livin' my life on the edge
In the those rare times where lean over the ledge,
Now let me take minute, let me take a second
To make you a record that you'll reckon has wreckin'
Your brain from front to back, back to front, inside out,
Once im done here I'll take you back to my hideout.

Im talkin' fuckin' cryptic, Ima fuckin' mystic,
Who the fuck you know is fuckin' close to bein' this sick
In this fuckin' district, District 9,
You're a nanny with a fanny ima kiss Ms Fine,
Motherfucker, Scorpio, Kiss of Death,
I'll be munchin' on an Oreo with some breath -
Stinkin', thinkin' when i kiss Ms Fine,
Time to find out how to dismiss rhyme, and make Xmas mine,
Cryptic like i fuckin' said,
Im Krishna floatin' over a duckin' head,
Fuckin' fed took away my daily meds,
So im aimin' at Israel feds - lookin' to fire,
Just so you know im the sun in the Golden Arch
Ready to shoulder barge Gaia,
Its a pity im odd, its like im livin' in the City of God,
With no messiah.

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from Dark Side Of The Sun LP, released March 1, 2015
Produced by Beatzophrenic. All lyrics written and performed by Grouce. Recorded and mixed by Grouce. © 2015 Grouce. All rights reserved. Made in Sydney, Australia.

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