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7. Rot and Burn

  1.  
  2. (I feel, for all the time i spend sitting and spitting these rhymes,
  3. I would be making a few dimes, but it's taking it's fucking time.)
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  5. I deal with all you sacks of shit, you dolls that shit bricks
  6. on me? As if i deserved it, fuck you, ya cheating bitch. HA!
  7. I'm freestyling this shit, you can witness me flick my switch,
  8. it's funny because you piss your self when i shout out,
  9. you flea, your scared i will lash out, which... offends me
  10. because you mustn't know me... I'm soft as a tea cosy,
  11. i brought you posies, do you see? Me? Am i invisible please?
  12. How about blow me? Im sick from my head to my toes to my dick,
  13. apparently im dyslexic, yet... I spell and spit better than you pricks,
  14. than that dick you sit, that 6 centimeters of candle stick, of just wick
  15. i take it you couldn't handle my thick dick,
  16. reaching all the way back up into ya ribs
  17. maybe im just jealous, I need to mellow out a bit, "here sniff this"
  18. i see lines of rhymes, up in my head, better and more complex,
  19. like light when it reflects, "call me tarmac", because i stick
  20. to bricks and you slip, im Tarzan beating you with twigs,
  21. i'm not ripped but i would have treated you better than him,
  22. until this moment, i feel like the bin you keep shoving ya shit in,
  23. so i writ this, for you understand the anger im in,
  24. the angle im aiming the bow and string, im pulling back to ping!
  25. i called dibs yet you fucking betrayed me... ("ya slut")
  26. But why baby? What's his post code and address?
  27. I forgive you, but there's something i must do,
  28. kill him in the bed, you fucked him in, "Well oops",
  29. from white to red, on his bed sheets he bled,
  30. i made a mess, I've staged his death, on his pet fish "???"
  31. by sticking it's lips to his face and yes im insane, but blessed,
  32. with a brain which numbs pain, but leaves the rest.
  33. Rage, so when im sticking a blade through ya neck,
  34. I've got tube and i'm threading it down and through to ya chest,
  35. collecting your bullshit in a bucket,
  36. screaming "I loved you bitch" and chuck it,
  37. over you, hoping to turn your heart from blue
  38. to red, ya cheating ass is dead, in dirt you rest,

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