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Born From Hate
- Born from my hate, its too late, eliminate the hate, its rare you don’t care I don’t know if this is making sense or dispense, later on my ejaculator, now im gonna go fuckin rate her, this is my armor, wrap it around my waist like waste you don’t harm her, bitch take my apology, I’m not even freestylin my sympathy, this is my set, desire my fire call me a liar, sire, respect, I’m a nervous wreck, bitch you gave me disrespect, I’m from my hate that’s razor sharp its in pitch dark, black, hit it up on the stone rack, call me a slacker, you piece of shit jack off –JACKER, 2 flames, you killed my soul, its cold not to be bold or told, your to blame, I’m not even writing what I’m saying, too bad I aint even playin, words come off like absurd word, tryin to flightless bird bird, in my nation with my patience, cause a huge devastation, hearts hard broken lie stone, soaken, blood broken, bones in my appreciation token, I’m talkin you fuckers walkin, standby turn the television with my ambition hearts rotten, never even sought or fought battels soughten, catchin on fire, rocks hard as the cotton, makin sense, watch off my water bitch your fictional just like harry potter, I’m out all night being the insomniac maniac, caught of the brain insane jump out the window pane, no brains brainiac, words come off with alliteration, literary, literation, been going through changes and discrimination, born from my hate no elimination, words are my only arsenal half makin sense possibly impossibly partial, dispartial, not marshall, who’s mathers, what matters? Glasses cut deep in my wrist, this is no diss it shatters, the policeman stan, ran and just hit with me bat and batters, fuck you latter, he said, I’m dead, your sayin and playin the same shit the brit said meathead, you gave me books of rules I READ, I’ve stopped my heart beat, full of discreet, its still goin, water flowin, through my toes, jump on bitch hoes, no more swear words or care words, fire is incinerate, call me a liar its incinerate, illiterate, incriminate, going back and flowin back, backtrack you discriminate, like I said im born from my hate, no way to eliminate, there goes the original criminal at the minimal on the crimerate, not giving up, let up, light up, ditto, I read yo! See words are absurd without any sentimental without any patience, mathematics hurts my brain rations, rationals fuck em’ teacher creeper more like a soul reaper, forgot em, life hits rock bottom, my mind still razor sharp as the knife ,hate my life, fire up my rifle, slice cut up, I aint even been nice nice as the cold ice, contradiction there goes pedal to the medal hit up my ignition, fleeting, to the netherworld, alternate world shit im gonna hurl, this is webster’s world, Webster me bitch, you guys can live in a rich ditch, hate to be a pain its knife goes through my chest and crest its gonna itch? Fuck That think that, it aint hits like punch in the gut like a poewrpack, hit up rack, someone knocked me out to the ground its pitch black, words up, haeds up I’m gonna slack! Made up one my own diss tracks, words cut deep like daggers, jiggering on the edge soul fledge, hit the edge constant pleading, I’m red, don’t even know If im even joking, you used to be nice to me what happened to the poking? As jokes no more pokes, you’re a fucking backstabber, someone call the 313, I’ve read up, half given up, probably, I read the letter that you gave to me in the form of the book, ended up sitting on the streets half in that town, this aint my world its space bound, all around, there goes it posted my dignity and it was found!
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