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Some cases, extreme high blood sugar can lead to coma or death. Other risks include decreases in white blood cells, which can be serious, dizziness upon standing, seizures, trouble swallowing, and impaired judgement or mo—

Come in the game, game, -ject the hard image

One, two, one, two, this is how we do it

They can never get past the line of scrimmage

Bah bah, bah bah, baahhh

Check it out

My bones itch so deep, couldn't scratch the spot

Like the walls full of termites and blackened rot

Woke up for the credits, guess I lost the plot

Throwing hands with the shadows in apartment blocks

I can’t talk, tongue-tied like my taste is locked

I pace in shock, every neuron in my brain blocked

Bitch, I’m fucked

Sicker than a dog with mange

My skin crawls like a cripple, I’m a man deranged

I’m surrounded by actors with plastic vision

They’re acting dismissive and capping on their flaccid positions

And frantically paddling over the rapids and back to the bridges

A candlelight vigil, 'cause you sold it down the river for some digits

Generation no-hope

Scoring dope in no-po

Life on the queasy, my brother strung out like a yo-yo

Got your girl on her knees in my dojo, that’s a low blow

Cold carbonite Don Juan Solo

I got the rebound, I’m chillin' on the other features

I am my brothers student and I am my brothers teacher

Lying through my teeth if I say I’m pleased to meet ya

Gang green swamp thing

I smell the fear and I’ll eat ya

Now check it

“Baby, why they call you Mossback?”

Bitch, I’m a rock, I stay wet

Liquidate upon contact

Immortal combat

Step into the swamp vat

Her kitty a shop vac

With the mind of a swamp rat

I’ll take you to Venice but you’re gonna walk back

(Walk back, walk back)

Come in the game, game, -ject the hard image

One, two, one, two, this is how we do it

But they can't never get past the line of scrimmage

Bah bah, bah bah, baahhh

Check it out

Ooh, got 'em

Bleeding through their facial features like a disease got on us

Like we just keep on committing acts of treason in the plaza

No ho, go take a breather

Plain to see that we slaughter

If none of your shit not even be hittin’ then just don’t bother

Demon born screaming up under the freeway, come to kill shit

Tilted up on a pair of stilts, I’m looking for MILDRED

Don’t even know what's going on, so long I feel sick

The drill bit couldn’t fulfill me and now you’re fucked because I’m still pissed

Punctuated his jugular vein down by the seesaw

Yeah, with a pair of tweezers

“Nah, that’s what he saw”

Mandela County Catalogue

Give seizures at my leisure

Prey animal mentality

Fumbling around through the jungle

Mumbling ‘bout your own mortality

I plot when I go on walks

Bringing life to anomalies

Yeah, Slutho on a whole ‘nother plane

Need at least three lobotomies

One little pop straight to the top and that boy a goner or he’s gotta be

I’ll blow my brains out my head so you can see how I think

Go to sleep in the bed, wake up by the sink

I’m on the brink, don’t know what I have to give it

Thousand words deep but the picture unfinished

I give up, itching for the trigger like a stickup

The gun in my mouth tastes better than the liquor

I’ll call my liquidator on the phone for a pickup

Doctor please, I just really need a reup

—can lead to coma or death

Doct—Doctor please, I just really—really need a reup

Doctor please, I just really need a reup

Doc—Doc—Doc—Doc—Doctor please, I just really need a reup

Come in the game, project the hard image

Doc—Doc—Doc—Doc—Doctor please, I just really need a reup

One, two, one, two, this is how we do it

They can never get past the line of scrimmage

Doc—Doc—Doc—Doc—Doctor please, I just really need a reup

Bah bah, bah bah, baahhh

—to address a possible life-threatening condition. Or if you have uncontrollable muscle movements, as these can become permanent

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