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Ward 13

  1. //my first ever written... RAPPED in 10 minutes haha. Oh yeah.
  2.  
  3. shit flying through the air like UFO's soaring
  4. missiles homing in on my face with no warning,
  5.  
  6. Toxic, poison like; Anthrax, Botulinum..
  7. or Ricin, fuck it we might aswell just mix them
  8. Serve it cold, within a bowl
  9. Cocktail on the side incase I get picky,
  10. second thoughts, turn a lil misty
  11. I take a sip and drop to the floor twitch in,
  12. looking like your nan when she's ich in
  13. bitch in fucking sign my partition
  14. cause you don't know what your missing
  15.  
  16. be a nurd eating lemon curd, rub it all over your face and lick it,
  17. pick at it, fuck it might aswell kick it
  18. beat it and start feeding your body through a shredder, turn you into grated chedder
  19. make a mess of your favriout dress and make your cry
  20. die inside, a ghost, sticking your own hand between
  21. your thighs trying to find your nuts,
  22. what the actuall fuck, there doesn't seem to be none, no luck,
  23. fuck we give up
  24. In this game, I'm slaying, lyrically word playing
  25. Mystically earth shaking, typically nerve taring
  26. I'm Dexter in his monthly trimester,
  27. he's a plastic wrapping dissector,
  28. trisector, in his past life.. probably hinnible lecture
  29.  
  30. I'ma stuff ya with muffins and eat ya
  31. flatten you like pancake, then flip ya
  32. Trip ya, twist ya, red lorry, yellow lorry, tongue twist'ya
  33.  
  34. Till your heads bouncing from wall to wall and the net's 4 feet from ya
  35. Transform into a mythical beast, claw ya, brawl ya and jaw ya
  36. Lift you off your feet and divide your shadow from ya
  37.  
  38. start praying, im set out to deform ya
  39. hopsilize ya, ward 13, I'll even tattoo it on your forehead for ya,
  40. I would use a stamp but the inks dry and you wouldn't want me to
  41. bash in your skull in with it would ya?
  42.  
  43. So i stripped, yes i stripped
  44. my dick blew threw the wind like a ballon relased from a grip
  45.  
  46. "Is that a toochie?" it's a toochie, a big round toochie, mooshie..
  47. "What the fuck?", now it's suddenly a pussy, i must havie, so i tried to grabbie
  48. it slapped me, with the arms i did not even realise pussy's have.. this is mad (what?)
  49.  
  50. I cried deeply, dropped to my knees breifly, and screamed "Why am i so neeeeeeedie?"
  51. please beleive me, when i say i don't mean to see what i see.
  52.  
  53. it must be the pills i took ealier,
  54. The ones i traded with Jack, if i promosied to give him a
  55. piggy back to mac donalds and i pay for the big mac
  56.  
  57. Me? Me? Me? Me? Who me? please..
  58. I don't think i can be beat by another pussy, let alone a sweet round toochie
  59.  
  60. "LEEEEGS!" damn girl them legs! "Wait.. Are they pegs?"
  61. "FUCK! They're pegs!" my eyes must have lost an outlet
  62.  
  63. so prepare for the oncore, the air in the ballons ran out,
  64. and i've just woke up dry humping a couch,
  65. "MOUSE!? What the fuck you staring at mouse?",
  66. i'll knock you clean the fuck out
  67. and send your lil fury ass back to micky mouse's clubhouse
  68.  
  69. Clearly i'm still high off theses drugs so,
  70. fuck it lets turn the tv on and see whats on
  71. "oohh lookie" it's "Ready steady.. Tooshie?" oh fuck
  72. here we go again.. I can't win, the tv starts transforming,
  73. munching on my leg pericing right through the skin
  74. when will this end, it's getting kinda boring
  75.  
  76. but..
  77.  
  78. I've been on theses drugs for far to long
  79. it's fucking me up and it's making me think wrong
  80. now Im stepping over cracks and im sleeping in
  81. the bath next to your cat (X3)
  82.  
  83. Blood clots, your temple pops producing puddles of lust and dust, vacume that shit up.
  84. N'Just swallow and consume it, untill this gloom thickens
  85. in your chest and you can't breath through it.
  86. Gas mask on standby, cause this shared air is heavy to bare
  87. and I must admit, this air is comunlating my lungs,
  88. cause it's even developing it's own evenromental system
  89.  
  90. Hits, swings, throtteling your fists again
  91. when trumpting, just humping
  92. to avoid the turth hidden within
  93. it's pointless, jointless, voidless and twisted
  94. why do you keep doing this, its tourchuring

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