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11 years ago
This is the fuckin life im livin,never given a choice exist in this face not givin a shit and straight killin em,the voice raises, space fillin, grenade illin, David Blaine is back in the exact same building,pain weilding. fillin em with syllables sprayed chillen,with most villinous blades; a great synonym, afraid of the strange you better pick up the pace, before i walk in the place spittin into them;turn your whole crew into fags and some women. Hit em with that shit so subliminal clipsis invisible inks with a hint of the original criminal thinksSo I can tell your having a bad day.\ Backslash. :( Sad face. # Hashtag.Turn your fucking head fast into an ashtray,then use it to smash your fat face,'till the fuckin glass breaks,Fact is I'm a classic and you a classless addict,dick itches and bad habits, a mad rabbit,An evil snake slackin at math, a bad adder add it.Up; fuckin with me I cant have it,I fucking smash your cadaver backwards with black magic.That damned shack smashin maniac is back at it.I'm that cold and heartless, froze the arctic,with the projection of my mental cause I'm olden darkness.A shoulder shark holdin,throwin glowing boulders over your apartments. Hard switch.I fret and get reckless which means, I might get selective, I might slice through the neck and the chest then,hit em with the tepidest complection, correction; this is an interventionThats how disease is getting, in between sheets spreadin, losing the sleep, chedder.Instead of relief better, all we get is some grief. This is called losing belief.Bet I could turn a new leaf. (Could I?) Bet I could burn down the streets with a most murderous speech.Dudes be so lewd and crude talkin about rude sex,till I fuckin stomp in the room shouting out "whos next?!"Who's the foolinest crew?Ludicrous tortional screw, a portion of organs imbued with a contortionist's food.Order this borsht,(its a stew), pause and abort. Quarter to. Stop, grab some shorts, (and some shoes),Walk on my hands for a few, blocks drop in a stance so askew. You'd thought a dance was brand new, I re-enact Carter 2, cept I am much harder dude. Ill fuckin charge into you,large mammal tattooed battle scarred scandal in fuckin hard plastic sandals targetting you, Far from my cards so I'm dealin with you; litteral tards, pick up your car flip like Jafar, the czar is back in the crew.