BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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god nature universe
- The only Gun figure youll ever need
- Is surely God, nature, n the universe thats free
- Unless u use a gun on me
- The police is one
- U better squeeze it free
- Dont know who else id shoot for real
- Ur all my brothers just from another tree,
- Different mothers n fathers but image mirorred brutally script scenes,
- Marriage wasnt something with ease
- I say that cuz you only see this when u get seated
- At the cinema, enjoying the screening,
- In a mini spa, ud wouldnt enjoy type of living
- In the real life ill be striking and end up really whinning
- But me im always smiling
- Like heavy rough titles are my type writing style all ready stacked in an ile,
- Greatly for a trial scening
- In the woods behind your street n
- Ill Bather to battle to make you upsurdly matter
- Saddle off ride oh,
- ull regret coming here as we shoved
- But im nothing dull n full of love,
- I do have em doves in me but i wont find em though, their peaking but hiding this meeting
- Working next part still🤷♂️
- Bullet just rightfully serve
- As they go to merg
- Make hole in ur shirt
- N grab a pole to stretch it worst,
- But why
- The only reason i keep my gun sealed
- N will use in burst when unsealed
- Is For the day i need to teach in speech
- before i squeeze
- what i first reached at the door when well meet n flurish in colored speech,
- but actions over bleaches ur reach
- N now pow is the word i was seeking,
- What a speech sin my words brutless
- Like im no weak im ruthless n ull be sleepin shoeless n moodless when i shoot press ur roots dead
- Ull be scooped by a bed but u know its bye no spoon full of meds,
- Just fall dead
- N i walk u back to ur mom
- last scene of your life ive spunned
- No prom if u still in school
- No prob ur still gunna loose, fool
- Yo problem ur ill, runner mood to my knit tool,
- n buffer my spitting mood with lithium moves cuz ill release rum n to police u
- My words make u numb, role, seize, mute,
- At my work, ull all run
- To a white church
- N strug the piano first
- N sing how life hurts
- N shrug no narrow verse
- By my real life rehersed
- Its a rough, damning curse
- Or teach in speech
- Cleverly to force a peak in his reach
- Where he leave not with me,
- Ur the police will be dead
- If it where you or me
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