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My life in the D is a tragicomedy
A poetic verse
Its voodoo some say black magic ettouffe
A dead mans curse

Its just like the Egyptian tombs
Tunnels leading to empty rooms
Skeptics think its a doctored photo
Of a U.F.O

Youre wasting your breath on life after death
Coz Im almost sure
If hell does exist than the Devils a scientist
Finding a cure

Its life microscopic size
Unseen by the naked eye
The answers encoded with ink
Thats invisible

When God made the earth and saw his net worth
He posed for a shot
And life in the D is what was handed to me
And thats what Ive got

Its all just a hologram
Locked in a vault its a cryptogram
A lie on the Polygraph test
Its detectable