Healthy Jigger

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Feel like I found the treasure lost around my time well I'm keeping this forever
Reeling in the lines like i'm drowning in them used to bug beggers for a cigarrette
Finally sick enough now think I should be chewing nicorette so much lunge butter
Spitting out that shit at the next knit wit telling me my single syllable fit ain't filling
their stomachs at which i'll direct upper cuts at start with a hole I punch with this
hole punch then chug this whole glass of punch finish my sweet tart bunch up the
wrapper and sap the heated nectar from her neck as this kitten pur one hand on her
heart the other petting her fur rest i'm sure went well but I don't really remember
considering all these hellish patterns we seem to be sucked back into leads me to
walking on egg shells a pitter pattering sending all these rats scattering and thats
how Peter Piper got his privacy when he shat maybe he could help Eminem out
Doubt it cuz the fame ain't gonna leave any time soon especially when my feminin side comes out
Incremental schisms I cause when i'm so sick I'm deathly rhythms are the only cure
current science can come up with so I stealthyly learn about my own sickness at the hospital
figure out burning a spliff helps to bring out the chronicles of this chronic illness that through me flows
Catch a whiff of a passing gravedigger ask him to leave me one next to my dead nigga
Reguardless of blue or red on the rag come to my city acting like that end up in a body bag
Sit at the my table try to be bigger than racism and just break bread instead of letting all that
hatred live up in your head rent free my buddy just had a baby got pissed at the laywomen
Camping so much I'm on a tenting spree antiracism against huggers of trees
Trying to get wealthy breaking into vaults owned by Weezy he told me the code once it was only one letter G
I set that money free move towards the bath salts on the counter in this gas station next to the weenies
Bout to grab me a bun squirt this cliche wincing like it hurts trying to get mustard up this will to bring Kats to supper
Take a piss finish filling this bottle intermittent spurt ricocheting skittish drops of wiz on my pants

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Hazard
Member since October 2 2014

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