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Anger
- I got fire particles as an unwired obsticle In my head
- when distarge occurs as a big ball of hurt when dethrone with words, i deeply hate
- when u open ur mouths so absurdly first
- I get set, Its like meds, nourishing naturally from inside my head
- like anger pushes me in pharmaceuticle type meds from the shelves
- Like i thirst n look for it before i paydepts
- no article ,explains my dark circle pill thats intense,
- ur just stained dead
- Right possible u playing dead
- Im Off to you till i claim ur death
- Ill say hows that knife feel first?
- Feel any regrets??
- Ill Split ur life through ur abdominal
- Im a wired sicko since a fetal
- No lies ull sink im lethal
- My rhyms keep getting spinned on a steep road
- Like my pen gaining down as u deep troat
- Ill go all the way to speak truth, n implode
- U to sleep oh
- I gain a health bar
- everytime i hit a scar,
- a fist to the nerve thatll set u off
- u cant sequal n twist me to turn off
- like im meatloaf in a dish but no weak notes coming so ur thrown apart to stiffin up just by my riffs cuz its only art but u cant spit the way i want shit, hun
- I play till im harmed than theres goes ur sun
- Hows ur arm as i take one step to carve my name inside yah burnt heart
- Ull remember today as memories held till dark n u go to bed to my scars running on an overhead cart
- Wound arched till school start as i made ur mood scarred, ur smile is in a room apart
- From the cruel deul i departed..
- Muted dudes retarted more now than when i started...
- U lost ur ball game
- know when to stun without throwing to knot my lane
- U wont expect me hun when ur dead n hunged next to ur mum, hey
- Ill Find a vaccine so cancer abrupt so today
- So ur mum only see u lowered n your grave
- doves Getting forwarded to remember ur name
- Spunned now Headed to the sun, as thoughts grow away..
- no stop ill be the opp coming in like a spell,
- Till old n rotten, i got many elves in my head helping blow u to hell
- i feel like im sparticus
- A Heart muscle weighting to gain strong gardeners to build a plot in a dark tunnel
- Ill split u with a huge rock, my artillaries go suddently over u to press to free me from a boat sinking so easily,..
- But im bucketing it cheatly
- Till my storm's opening is a breeze
- Then Get me off on top the a mountain leaping over ur spot to pound you ile with something
- Im on a cliff, ur at the bottom as the riff
- rock goes into its last stroke, so ur stiff
- Unless you move quick
- But Your gen quits
- So what we expect is u still
- Ur soul be carried
- By a millions of marshalls Matter just my art shows in on an unfolded ladder growing up wacker everytime i make a rhyming patterns going in my note pad grinding grammar, im not just aligning reactors its like row of stashed adapters keeping ashes from lighting the insides after
- The heat made it began to burst like a hacker thats deep wiring a curse like fuck that earth
- Ur gunna the get worst blood Bather
- u can start a new damn road
- Just bet nerds
- Ill be back at home
- Eating, enjoying the same songs
- That i grew up loving with a bong
- taking a hits from the bowl
- While u aft to rebuild ur dome
- Seeking a rap gift all on ur own
- I did it!!
- Slapped you like a badly did balloon
- Just u didnt pop.... u went zoom...
- keeping it top with no parteners to hold
- My onslaughter on the world as i depart my one top curse, with a bowl of popcorn of course...
- Ur first at my nurse
- Our generations getting served
- N im getting more abserdly obsurd
- As u all need some tweaking from the world before yours
- But our gen wants to start a train of hurt on these people but worst they wanna be lethal with just words...
- But any actions worth more than your words...
- Why genex said u can fucking curse back... but no one will ever verse back
- U dont understand life n silence is worth a stack a valuable dimes,
- aint i right lads?
- Ull under a mans thinking strain as u go bye bye right fags?
- U kids will plunder to plainly be sitting in my thunder for the train of horror to be gaining gains with honor, picking up ur names so try to save ur face but u studder, run u dumb turd
- Going ten thousand miles an hours
- Growing ten thousand miles every new hour till the sun goes,
- My Darknest kills like all goats
- That are Too levitated n now hes falling to crack his troat..
- Pull u down by the shirt so ur speed implodes to something ull never see again
- ur ass will go to the boat of soul, leave no pain,
- fucking skirts out yah pants... ur sowed to my game, shutting it, the voodoo is all bout to tame ur shoes loose with cement coming to route you a new lane so move womb
- As i tosse u with the rain n as the rivers scoop u with no strain, death only one getting a gain from the mood, from this shit i just made....
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