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FR€AKST¥LE 2018
- Thought I'd scrape up some shit, beats pretty tight let's get it..
- Yeah.. finding me in the cliffs? Nah, I'm just tripping out I had a bowl all to myself before I ditched the house
- Why am I psychotic? I don't know, better change my ways before someone sees my work, this beat makes me feel like robotics you say you want a tight flow I'm on it!
- Instead of a penny, I found a scab to start picking out like it was a crowd but now the ounce of green I had is kicking my couch! I'm tripping shits floating, somebody help I look in the mirror to see a headstone and flowers, is my rhyming scheme really wrinkled up in the back of my closet?
- No, freakstyles are random so here we go with my nonsense...
- I love the alliteration in something my inner hatred is bubbling but dinners waiting above me I cannot take it
- I'm starving just smoke some paper and hope that lovely bitter flavor comes stomping, like a misbehavior with anger wait, save your friends he's coming back with his filthy razor
- So stay off the scooters prick or else I'll cut a bitches face with, my gun cause you know I'ma sharp shooter "Someone please restrain this, gentleman outside his fuck ing basement" wait bitch you ain't shit, and from there I dumped eight clips (haha), gold plated Desert Eagle bitch no one can save ya!
- I dressed up as a traffic cone cause my damn hair is orange, fuck, these steroids are really taking toll, my anger can fucking kill noise! That's why when a poor bitch gave me shit for lending a hundred dollars, I deflated the whores tit and slammed her fingers in a Slinky Action Zone door hinge!
- So she was..caught red handed outside the building and screamed at me "That's what you get for tapping hoes" I said "Bitch I wouldn't touch that shit if it was cleaned with Acetone, get that wrankly ass home!" She got up opening her legs like a trap door and out came fucking bats "Ohhh!"
- This is my life, my luck, my pale Irish ass deals with nonsense everyday, yeah I'll go the whole nine yards but that doesn't mean i don't wanna stop running some shit, like drugs haha, and cocktails, that's my bitches nickname tonight we fuuuck! Nah, she wanna be a "friend zone" bitch, when this train gets moving you know you can't just derail go snap your fingers at me again you'll be rea ding brail
- "But I wish that.." what, that you can get this dick back? you'll get it when you get me my six pack, now shave that Bushhh bitch I want that shit exact! you wanna be my wife? Bitch I've known you for 3 months I'm getting real tired of that, oh no, don't cry slut you know I'ma dick haha open em' eyes up, choke on Budweiser you know I kinda hate people but your door I guess, now here's a shot to take, bend ovah bitch we just getting started meet me in the back of my Range Rover..
- Had chocolate weed brownies shits spinning bad but fuck it I think the LSD just needs downers,
- Is it even possible to overdose on coke, no one notices it's bogus but I just got this dude's bitch she keeps bouncing
- She threw up and I slapped that bucket under her lips and took off, my clean jacket yeah girl, sometimes Maniacle needs counseling but your ass needs a damn nurse, SPEED DIAL!....
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