Polar
• Written by RivR
Blowing every motherfucking thing out of proportion
Pedal to the medal, got to go, man I'm just flooring it
I knock all your asses over like a bunch of bowling pins
Rock you so bad damn I'll send you my condolences
gotta Kill your 4 inch dick
Call me your boss shit, because I'm controlling it
You all can't make a plot , bitch
Why? because I've just stolen it
Then I ripped it to shreds and put a humongous hole in it
Only you can suck on a ten foot pole, snitch
Man just relax before you go and get your ass kicked
Skill so bad, shit, you'll have to give this
Back with
your wack lyrics, after that I'll just smear it
My lack of confidence is over powering, just this year it
Got so damn sinister, kablam oh man fear it
Torturous lines are borderline the kind you sign
The kind that reminds you to just write
To lighten things up and brighten things up
This shits enough to dial you in right into us
It's a must
So keep it bust
Never stop long enough
TO upswing and leave em in the dust
Crush the world and ignite the lust
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RivR
Member since October 28 2015