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lyrics
The most purist the most obscurest dabs, ever known to man,
You spark the lighter then you hold it to the torch and when the butane hits the flame it turns into a jet of pain burn blue and long,
You press the torch onto the nail until it's burning cherry hot you press the dab to it inhaling cursed smoke you clear the bong,
At first contact with lungs so high your soul eviscerated, you'll never feel the joy of love again no only hatred strong,
You'll kill your family and your friends so many innocents you'll end and when your task complete you sit down rip the rig like nothings wrong, so long
Hextract, beware the demons dabs, hextract, beware the wicked wax
ATTACK