Flow 2
• Written by Channydin
I'm just a brainless nameless kid who wants some famous amos
Trying too hard to aim this aimless gun at this famous anus
How should I say this, it's getting heinous
You should wear a mask if you're a villain, bane is
Fuck you bully I'm chiilin, it's a plain diss
No slang to proclaim miss, trust me or make a list
Fake or miss so I can take a mist
Of fresh air before my face begins to blist-er because of your fist
I hissed because it kissed my jaw now I'm pissed
I'm gonna end your life once and for all with a knife and cut your wrist
Last bully I put shit in his drinks till it fizzed
Overdose hit right under his nose, nobody knows what happens to those
Who fuck with me and still think they're bros
I guess that's how it goes
You see me better crinkle your toes
The way you treat me, sprinkle hate on my foes
Fucking puppet, string's dull for me to pull
Guide you into a bowl full of coal
Maybe I'll pay your girl Nicole a visit
Bend my big ol' ass over and make her kiss it
Shoot, you call truce, maybe I don't need to shoot
Just give me a hoot when I throw you off this plane without a chute.
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Channydin
Member since March 17 2014