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On fire

  1. if someone could teach me
  2. to not start angerly spitting
  3. and make these little children begin screaming like scarred little bitches
  4. as if i was a mad little kid throwin tantrum at an ant the just picked me
  5. or as if someone threw his hands at me meaning to damage me deep and instead just manage it cleanly
  6. cuz these demons has been violently licking me with the tip of their tongues and i feel em as if they were shooting heroin in the bullet of large caliber pistols at each one of my knees
  7. they been eating at me as if i was raw meat
  8. so im turning to a savage beast with ink and a mission after tapping a glass of this whisky
  9. and staring a while at the mirror
  10. then i ask why the fuck am i here?
  11. if it was for me i'd say im a mad lyriccyst
  12. but im not cocky so lets just leave it here,
  13. i just follow my instincts
  14. a latin american kid with hollow tissue
  15. ready to be filled with the traits of a genius
  16. so if you wanna be me just dont try to think it in case you jinx it with jealously envy, and thats a fist to malicious haha
  17. and sorry but saying it is not my decision
  18. dont kill the messenger, i been filled up by a symbiont
  19. dont take it serious tho, but i envision people gettin mad at me thats my prediction,
  20. well thats just people, as usual bursting my comment section like insolent ignorant killers haha
  21. so i keep chopping these lyrics
  22. throwing em right at your ears
  23. with the intent to cause a bad brash to the livers of whoever tries to attack me with insults by hammering it nonstop till the squeal plain and simple
  24. im an average sinner whose mission is to make it up alive while still living
  25. and to be honest, im starting to feel a walking zombie mindless and ripping everyone in a eight mile radio
  26. just call me the reaper
  27. im carving any soul i find in the streets walking or sitting, running or crippled, hiding and creeping
  28. and thats all i gotta say im running out of minutes i needda pill to calm this anxiety driving me up to the hills as if i was a car with a new exhaust system added in its engine
  29. it feels like a hike in the beverly hills
  30. but in fact its a mountain higher than the weight of the shame these bitches carries on their hips, plus their massive tits together are giving them a back thats archin folded in pieces
  31. the same way i cut them in smitherens like a canibal hungry for killing,
  32. starvinf to catch a cheek and leave her smeared with the lipstick all over face after whacking her lips just like a senior in his first year getting slapped like a kid, peace.
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  34. wait.. you thought i was leaving? sikes i was just kiddin i just started getting comfy so grab your popcorn for a better feeling
  35. i said, pop a corn, then suck a cock and latch it to your arched back while you readin this
  36. and soak this semen like sponge bob cumming in patrick and turning him to a shooting star straight to squid ward in his panties dancin to this rhythm
  37. i also feel someone lacking presence in the city.. wait isnt that mrp?
  38. i said, im mad, sick and ill
  39. like a freaking cyst thats hatching eggs in your inners
  40. cuz this lyricist aint gonna let get anybody get away aslong as hes on watch of arkham the city
  41. batman packing a fidget spinner to kill his victims,
  42. first i taste em like hot liquid,
  43. place the venom very deep with my teeths
  44. then i drink the blood out of em like acid mixed with toxic waste from a whole city's sewer
  45. also props to fraust, homie you got heart, i feel you and you'll blow up sooner
  46. so check the watch and stare at the triple sixes comin at your face like three fricking fingers right in your eyes like im a satanist whose only intent is to cause you suffer and pain as long as you're alive and breathing,
  47. and i dont forget to chop up your feets like a lumber jack to the trees
  48. yeah i treat them like shit and im not even mad in fact im giving them treats
  49. so if you got the idea to come at me better pack it back fore i send you to sleep under a bridge
  50. oopsies i just lost track of time so im out, goodbye, peace and kisses.

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