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The claustrum (Latin, meaning "to close" or "to shut") is a thin sheet of neurons and supporting glial cells, that connects to the cerebral cortex and subcortical regions including the amygdala, hippocampus and thalamus of the brain. It is located between the insula laterally and the putamen medially, separated by the extreme and external capsules respectively. Blood to the claustrum is supplied by the middle cerebral artery. It is considered to be the most densely connected structure in the brain, and thus hypothesized to allow for the integration of various cortical inputs such as vision, sound and touch, into one experience. Other hypotheses suggest that the claustrum plays a role in salience processing, to direct attention towards the most behaviorally re… more »

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What a beautiful life, hmm, ha
Yeah, it's really uh, beautiful life we live
It's a beautiful life
That's true, that's true
Yeah, huh
Mmh hmm
Mmh hmm
Mmh hmm
Yeah, yeah
People always asking me why I'm so shy and quiet
Really I just think it's a curse of all of my brightness
Thinking a million things when I'm closing my eyelids
And you could still see the pain deep inside my iris
Spent my whole check, just so that I could get high bitch
Sober for a minute, most the time I don't like it
Glued to the couch, can't move myself around
My perspective big picture, gotta hold myself down
One step, before the other, hope I don't trip
Pass the blunt, grab the styrofoam, although I don't sip
Used to chop the tree up, bag 'em up and go flip
Everything was going well until the cops were on my dick
Now I gotta hit a lick just so I could go pay the lawyer
Plug pulled out the gun on the seventh floor foyer
Almost lost my life
That's the perks of being spoiled with intelligence
Everything I spit is so relevant
How much for your soul?
Are you selling it?
My bedroom still reakin' from the smell of it
How much for your soul?
Are you selling it?
Never that, never that, bitch
Try to go back to better days
Try to go back to better times
Try to go back when life's a maze
Try to go back I can't rewind
Try to go back to better days
Try to go back to simpler times
Trynna go back when life's a maze
I try to go back I can't rewind
Everything I rap is no cap like the Snapple facts
Pills are green and orange, pop 'em something like the Apple Jacks
As a matter fact, brain matter madder than the hatter
Come and join me in this wonderland, I'm wondering
If life has some more to give
I see glimmers of light shining through my darkest sins
"Oh, you're making music, great, you should really have a plan b"
Sorry I am not a bitch, be anything I can be
Haters, they can't stand me
Catch me laughing at the Grammy's
Trynna get the dough, no Bambi
Life is a bitch, not sandy
You think this shit sweet, it's not candy
Try to go back to better days
Try to go back to better times
Try to go back when life's a maze
I try to go back I can't rewind
Try to go back to better days
Try to go back to better times
Trynna go back when life's a maze
Try to go back I can't rewind
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh
Ha ha ha
Mh mh
Mh mh
Mh mh
I think we made another one Sirj
I'm making waffles
Ha ha ha

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