fall on me

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I asked that bitch as she held my dick
on a sunday, string operation inning
winning, hashtag winning, gotta have a grin as I cover my sins
whiskey vodka speed gin and tonic sick, just bring that moment quick
super strong is my hydrophonic, no one is hydrophobic
till you put the sharks on his ass, then he gon crash in to aftermath
of a paranoia wave that these paranoids rave, crave for hope
but he prays for the dope, and in the chase he gets hung by the rope
hung by his actions, even though he didnt contemplate,
that his nigga plate was so empty that its emptiness was all he ever ate
digesting on nothing made his tummy ache, and that lead to the down,
break down, so now his tummy hate, mummy said don't do crime
but mummy see its gon be fine, cause i have nothing loose or find
i'm blind but flying, gun powder in my veins, my brain in sane didnt work
so now im playing a fucked up pyscho bruce wayne with no mask
just the pain, the pain will be my mask, drop dead as i pop lead
into not sense and if you aint dense, then bitch de - evolve or I break zen.

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Jaysus
Member since August 31 2014

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