Dr. Phil You Up Wit Holes
by ScienTaaffik Fakt Da Vinyl Author
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Digital Album
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In[s]tro-MENTAL
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Interlude
00:13
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Frank (Rhymers Bench 2)
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Sirius Delerium
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Rock Analog
02:35
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released 23 June 2012
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Armed with pens & a pad, crates & a turntable, computers & a creative mind, ScienTaaffik Fakt, aka Da Vinyl Author, is committed to bringing real Hip-Hop heads the sounds that come natural to him.
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- Track Name: Roman Serial Killer (Prod. by ScienTaaffik Fakt Da Vinyl Author)
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Vile, Violent tendencies, no one befriendin' me
many sworn enemies because of hereditary
traits numerous like sections of centipedes
multiplied by all the stingers of sea anenomes
I solemnly swear to stalk and strangle silently
is Ptolemy there when I postulate violent be-
havior, without regards to havin' a savior
interpretation major when rippin away layers
no patiently waiting when my patience is draining
impatiently pacing when elation is waning
craning my neck, qucikly cocking my cranium
anticipate sound to avoid Gladiator Stadiums
alternate timeline in my mind, why must I
carry mental illness to the end of my timeline
to the mortuary, to the ferry, to the afterlife
master massive sacrifice, cause I HAD to fantasize - Track Name: Vivid Hieroglyphics (Prod. by NGB Music)
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I light my way with the flick n flame of lighters
in spite of pain i still fight away the spiders
i might be crazed inside my lonely hide-away
no light for days so simply i must die today
stand the sight of me? i can't subject you to it
say you'll ride wit me? I can't subject you to it
I can direct you to a better place, a better life
where ghosts write psalms, send em up to the sky
why must all the paths converge to solidarity?
why must all the wrath converge to fall square on me?
why must you all just blankly fuckin stare at me,
regardless of the Fakt that you were all there with me?
every footstep, drop of water on the rooftop
your first date, or moments when the ball dropped
or we dropped the ball, let the cat out the bag
opened Pandora's Box, not half as sly as a fox, AH
My mindstate is vivid hieroglyphics,
so even if you could read it, you could never live it
My mindstate is vivid hieroglyphics,
so even if you could read it, you could never live it
My mindstate is vivid hieroglyphics,
so even if you could read it, you could never live it
My mindstate is vivid hieroglyphics,
so even if you could read it, you could never live it
