Feed me Feed back before I relapse
• Written by StevieeSteez
Everyone wants the new material,
with serial barcodes and no residuals,
It's pitiful hardly any individuals,
The measure is so miniscule,
We'll never reach our pinnacle,
Unless a miracle comes take our spirits home,
To the base roots, when we came thru,
sounds nuts like a Babe Ruth,
We're caged brutes tryin slang poo....
At you cause your full of shit.
I'm as ludicrous as a wrong way crucifix!
Who you know be doin this?
A stupid kid, who licks the girls gluteus,
Your bout as fake as the movie biz,
StevieeSteez is on the radar so you don't lose me bitch,
Assume this is end for all faggots digging in the trashes,
pickin ad libs from plastic bags from the past tense,
Wow, i'm actually laughin, you couldn't pass as half men,
Hit you with a backspin, double backed cracked him
in the abdomen, Now he's gaspin grabbing at his chest,
what a basket mess, i mean case,
Cause each day I took replay
watched it over, in my head,
always chuckled, cause i'm fuckin outnumbered.
Not even one in a hundred,
odd steven's on the hunt again,
what's the sum of my plunderin?
That dead guy's cousin Vin, a pedestrian,
the president inside a blender then,
let em RIP and say goodbye in Mexican.
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StevieeSteez
Member since August 28 2015